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young naughty soul - fucked up lyrics

i‘m not trynna feel you
i‘m just trynna chill
all this talk could k!ll you
tongues are boomerangs
i won’t ever tell you
who i really am
who the f#ck is real
i can’t even tell
are you even here
or am i talking to myself
or am i talking to myself, ey
could somebody please tell me
(this sh#t ain’t feeling healthy)

when you know you f#cked up
but you cannot stop
cause you don’t give a f#ck
you do what you got to
move to the side
got my whole crew wildin‘
and no we owe you nothing
no we owe you nothing
no we owe you nothing
no we owe you nothing

smoking with my eyes closed
way too high
to hit the high notes
i tell her roll one
and her eyes roll
her name adele
this is sky fall
she said mi lovin‘ like a riffle
cold case# north pole
no one messin’ with the crew
ride through the ocean
straight westcoast sh#t
witness the motion
sp#ce troop floating
leavin’ no hope b#tch
fresh prince of your sh#t
can’t help but cope with it
they hear us they flow with it
clear my throat
reloadin’ it
they run but i ain’t even chasin’
stay down to the pavement
suckers only hatin’
you people need a break
you could need some faith
in yourselfs
(man believe in your ass)

when you know you f#cked up
but you cannot stop
cause you don’t give
don’t give a f#ck
you do what you got to
move to the side
got my hole crew wildin‘
and no we owe you nothing

when you know you f#cked up
but you cannot stop
cause you don’t give a f#ck
you do what you got to
move to the side
got my hole crew wildin‘
and no we owe you nothing
no we owe you nothing
no we owe you nothing
no we owe you nothing

got a hundred billion flows to come
young’n with ambition
load of gold in my lungs
and i’m super smooth in addition
keep you brothers wishing
keep you brothers listening
serve me hate it’s my nutrition
i chew it then i spit it
out
let that be the tuition
smokin’ on that loud
while the room is filled with silence
the rappers you admirin’
to me they are the rivals
sweep ‘em of the streets like sirens
spittin’ fire like spyro
puttin’ pressure on the mic,yo
everywhere that i go
imma be the idol
but first i know what i gotta do
gotta get bigger on these mo’f#ckers
till i became the best
till they pay respect
till they put a f#cking kilo on my neck
i’m on some new sh#t
i can’t reduce it

when you know you f#cked up
but you cannot stop
cause you don’t give a
don’t give a f#ck
you do what you got to
move to the side
got my hole crew wildin‘
and we owe you nothing
no we owe you nothing

- young naughty soul lyrics

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