FXCKED UP

[Intro] Nodaysoff Anyone could get fucked up They took that little boy out his shoes Man, that was fucked up No we do not ride to the other side They never loved us I swear, cuz Oh my days Never get it fucked up There's a very thin line to getting fucked up Was you by my side or were you fucked up? Leaving with your P, yeah we some nutjobs You don't fuck no bad bitches, no need to lie Too many wanna be my friend so they can capitalise They'll snake you once, they can do it a thousand times Out for the night, I've been high Sometimes I feel to run away Pack my bags Light one up High as fuck Shooting star, lunar Landed in a Uber Yeah, ganja be my older Ganja made me feel I'm getting older She my boulder, know what my lows are Ain't delete my digits like I told her We've been over but she want closure Hit the road, been involved, fam it's kosher To my flow, niggas owe, I'm a loan shark Swimming through the deep, I'm getting closer Can't you see me preeing up their throat? Uh Ain't a joke I get bread just to cope I got fam, we got plans, they ain't fed up of hope They ain't pull the trigger then they give us the rope Fell into the river when they said 'Rock the boat' Busy for Elizabeth, I need her With me every time, like she my Visa They see when he drop, ghetto man are washed up TCP, I'm in the cup, never get me fucked up Anyone could get fucked up They took that little boy out his shoes Man, that was fucked up No we do not ride to the other side They never loved us I swear, cuz Oh my days Never get it fucked up There's a very thin line to getting fucked up Was you by my side or were you fucked up? Leaving with your P, yeah we some nutjobs I don't know no Billy Jean, I'm smoking Mary Jane Straight to the face, in my brain, I hope it clears the pain Can't let these bands spray, save it for rainy day Me on my ones, run it up, no lay lay Hit me if you're down Back from a flight overseas, turn Euro to Pound After the house it's a Tesla or the AMG fully bus down Fuck sake, fools and horses, checkmate I set up the template Now I just have to maintain Do it all for the dream Must be suffered man in my genes Man I'm so real that I'm bleeding You don't fuck no bad bitches, no need to lie Too many wanna be my friend so they can capitalise They'll snake you once, they can do it a thousand times Out for the night, I've been high Sometimes I feel to run away Pack my bags Light one up High as fuck Shooting star, lunar Landed in a Uber Yeah, ganja be my older