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F****d Up
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Hip-Hop/Rap
F****d Up è stato pubblicato il 15 marzo 2019 da Loyal 100 Entertainment come parte dell'album Schizophrenic Flow
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Data di uscita15 marzo 2019
EtichettaLoyal 100 Entertainment
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM84

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Helluva made this beat, baby
Yeah, rent due, light bill need to get paid
Mama still workin' like a slave, man it's fucked up
Separate the real from the fake
A lot up on my plate, I ain't ate, man I'm hungry, yeah I'm fucked up
Jumped up out the porch, yeah I was fucked up
Never been fucked up, shut the fuck up
Rollin' up that loud, I'm gettin' fucked up
They gunned my **** down and I'm still fucked up
Free all my **** that's still up in the system
Bullets was flyin', I could've been a victim
Showin' my flaws, I can't give it no realer
Still in the jungle, yeah I be with gorillas
The hunger, yeah they made a monster
Still on the corner screamin' "Fuck your honor"
Piranhas wishin' on me like Wanda
Ran the money up, my money long as anaconda
Stuck on the streets like a leech, I feel like I'm Mona Leach
But on these beats I release, yeah bitch I been a beast
Roaches crawlin', babies cryin' but a mama gettin' high
Yeah we live fucked up, this a fucked up life
Rent due, light bill need to get paid
Mama still workin' like a slave, man it's fucked up
Separate the real from the fake
A lot up on my plate, I ain't ate, man I'm hungry, yeah I'm fucked up
Jumped up out the porch, yeah I was fucked up
Never been fucked up, shut the fuck up
Rollin' up that loud, I'm gettin' fucked up
They gunned my **** down and I'm still fucked up
Strugglin', sufferin', hustlin', hustlin'
But you don't get none of it
You pay it to the government
Your kids ain't got no coverage
**** don't know you, they kill you for the fuck of it
So watch who you fuckin' with
It's a cold, cold world, hoes havin' more girls
It ain't diamonds or no pearls, babe it's fucked up
You can give that **** the world, he gon' fuck the whole world
And give it all to old girl, yeah it's fucked up
Still livin', when you make it, they treat you different
I'm still grippin' 'cause when you make it, they try and hit you
'Cause I'm a target, 'member nights was the darkest
Put 'em up in the coffin, fucked up, it ain't no option
Rent due, light bill need to get paid
Mama still workin' like a slave, man it's fucked up
Separate the real from the fake
A lot up on my plate, I ain't ate, man I'm hungry, yeah I'm fucked up
Jumped up out the porch, yeah I was fucked up
Never been fucked up, shut the fuck up
Rollin' up that loud, I'm gettin' fucked up
They gunned my **** down and I'm still fucked up
Written by: Martin Mccurtis, Terrica Alexander
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