Lyrics Fxcked Up - Knucks feat. Sam Wise

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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