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alljlife wrld - u fuck3d up lyrics

[intro]
smokin’ weed in trip
you f_cked up!
you f_cked up!
you f_cked up!
you f_cked up!
you f_cked up!
dinero in my wallet, you f_cked up!

[verse]
you cross the road, you are f_cked (it’s a f_ckin’ fact)
i’ll spend my precious time on your death (that’s a f_ckin’ fact)
extendo clip, dinero in my wallet
pocket’s a big f_ckin’ body
what am i talking about? yeah, i’m really sick (it’s a f_ckin’ fact)
not enough blood, i need a hematoge gene (that’s a f_ckin’ fact)
why the f_ck am i getting a call from this f_ckin’ b_tch?
yeah. i ain’t got no f_ckin’ time for her (for her)
what can she offer me besides her f_cking body?
and i’m in the 102’s development, that’s a real problem for me (problem for me)
you f_cked up? you think it’s f_ckin’ full
but it’s just a f_cking demo (demo)
motherf_cker wants success, he doesn’t realize it’s a system

he won’t make it
if there’s a god, why i’m a star (i’m a star)
he won’t make it
if there’s a god, why am i f_cking rich? (i’m rich)
he won’t make it
a thousand layers of sins on me, i made this haram (this haram)
you are f_cked
you cross the road, are you f_cked

[chorus]
on you amiri, you wanna be rich as f_ck, but you f_ckin’ broke (broke)
my comp’ can’t work without lag’s i must to close lotta project’
i’m must delete some object’s, and another sh_t (another sh_t)
i’m must to stop weed smokin’, my lungs are dying b_tch (bi_i_i_i_itch)
that b_tch in tour by w_lly wonka, stoled from him big tonka (big tonka)
my cup somehow doubled up, this b_tch about me is run it up (double up, run it up)
in twizzy’s hand big double cup, i don’t have point for me, i’m movin’ up (double cup)
you won’t make it. you f_cked up! (f_cked up!)
[verse]
20 b_tches in the room, 20 b_tches my car, 20 b_tches in the private
this is not to f_ck, this sh_t for checkin’ new track’s
bling on my neck, on my wrist, chuck taylor’s something’s on my feet
sapach in my nostrils
plug sold for twizz’s cocaine
tears runnin’ on my neck, drippin’ on my bottoms, drippin’ on my kicks
purple lean paintin’ heart, wettin’ my cold neck, wettin’ my double cup
that plug did f_ckin’ doubled up, his now a rich
that b_tch got f_ckin’ doubled f_ck, she’s in the bleach

tears after drug’s runnin’ on my cheeks, what the f_ck?!
tears after drug’s runnin’ on my cheeks, what the ass?!

[chorus]
on you amiri, you wanna be rich as f_ck, but you f_ckin’ broke
my comp’ can’t work without lag’s i must to close lotta project’
i’m must delete some object’s, and another sh_t
i’m must to stop weed smokin’, my lungs are dying b_tch
that b_tch in tour by w_lly wonka, stoled from him big tonka
my cup somehow doubled up, this b_tch about me is run it up
in twizzy’s hand big double cup, i don’t have point for me, i’m movin’ up
you won’t make it. you f_cked up! (f_cked up! f_cked up! f_cked up!)

[outro]
you f_cked up!
you f_cked up!
you f_cked up!
you f_cked up!
you f_cked up!
dinero in my wallet, you f_cked up! f_cked up! f_cked up! f_cked up!

- alljlife wrld lyrics

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