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tyreeze - fxcked up lyrics

they don’t wanna see me back in my bag
back on my bullsh+t, pen and the pad
you got me f+cked up worse than taking a dab
type sh+t i’m on you wouldn’t understand
stand up and be man, cooking in the sauce pan
smoke me a gram, and do it again
no b+tch i don’t need any friends

this isn’t where the party ends
i’m just getting started
and i ain’t stopping ’til i’m in a benz
like birdman i get to rubbing hands
these fools basic, comic sans
walking around without common sense
i’m tired of this penny pinchin’
don’t make me f+ck up your image
i ain’t with all the gimmicks
keep my mind and heart where the pen is
i’m not one for the sentiments
have you been listening?
do you know where your vision is?
is the jewel glistening?
pride got me feeling different
i treat the game like i’m double dipping it
where the sauce at i’m spilling it
i don’t give a f+ck if you’re feeling it
feeling like bobby i’m k!lling sh+t
k!lling sh+t, k!lling sh+t, uh
building it up, smoking a blunt
twice at once, my nose stuffed
tryna get f+cked up like snoop before lunch
they don’t wanna see me back in my bag
back on my bullsh+t, pen and the pad
you got me f+cked up worse than taking a dab
type sh+t i’m on you wouldn’t understand
stand up and be man, cooking in the sauce pan
smoke me a gram, and do it again
no b+tch i don’t need any friends

- tyreeze lyrics

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