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Fucked Up Lyrics - Singles - Haystak

Man, you need a ride? Uh naw, I'm good 

 

Stepped out the club with triple vision 

Couldn't fit my keys in the ignition 

Swerving all over the road 

Ah whatever, her name is giving me throat 

 

A head-on collision waiting to happen 

Rapper dies in traffic accident 

Yeah right, I get like this every night 

 

Most knights I'm so fucked up 

I don't even remember leavin' the club 

Where my keys are, where my drawers are 

How'd I get home, who these whores are 

 

What happened, I must have been in the zone 

Room start spinning and then it was on 

Popped a few Oxycontins 

Told my old lady don't ask why bitch 

 

Fucked up tryin' to escape the drama 

Don't want to think about my pill or my baby's momma 

I'm fucked up, ah takin' a breather 

Don't want to think about my job or no Monday either 

 

I'm fucked up, seeing planets and stars 

Weed, X pills and Xanax bars 

I'm fucked up, uppers downers what ever you like 

Everybody get high tonight 

 

Purple swollen, can't quit lickin' my lips 

Heart pounding, feels like it's gonna come through my ribs 

Tracers of bitches as they pass by, hi, hi 

Get away bitch, nothing's up with us 

Stop talkin', you're fuckin' up my buzz 

 

Can't you see I'm my private place? 

Sweating like a motherfucker give me some space 

Stack, are you okay? I think he's dead, help 

Why don't you shut the fuck up? 

 

I was rollin' like Michelin's, heard ya talkin' I just wasn't listenin' 

Floatin' in the ocean with a couple of fisherman 

Fish for bitches bate hooks with Benjamin's 

Now, I'm back out here where it's all real 

You owe me two more pills, so I can feel 

 

Fucked up tryin' to escape the drama 

Don't want to think about my pill or my baby's momma 

I'm fucked up, ah takin' a breather 

Don't want to think about my job or no Monday either 

 

I'm fucked up, seeing planets and stars 

Weed, X pills and Xanax bars 

I'm fucked up, uppers downers what ever you like 

Everybody get high tonight 

 

Deep breaths, nice thoughts, three, two, one, lift off 

Oh, everything in the room melting, too many shrooms 

Hold my breath, close my eyes 

Then I start feeling all fuzzy inside 

 

Last time I felt like this, I was on four or five picas fish? 

Ah, this is bliss, get away bitch, nah give me a kiss 

Eat this but I'm already on two 

It's just a little gift from me to you 

 

She sat down, wouldn't stop blabbing 

Fuckin' up my high, goddamn it 

Would this bitch please shut her mouth? 

Security put this bitch out 

 

Fucked up tryin' to escape the drama 

Don't want to think about my pill or my baby's momma 

I'm fucked up, ah takin' a breather 

Don't want to think about my job or no Monday either 

 

I'm fucked up, seeing planets and stars 

Weed, X pills and Xanax bars 

I'm fucked up, uppers downers what ever you like 

Everybody get high tonight 

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