f*ck Up lyrics

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[Hook]x2
It was all cool, till I f*cked up
Dropped out of school, damn I f*cked up
All the sh*t I’m going through got my mind f*cked up
Then I quit my job, damn I f*cked up

[Verse 1]
Being labeled as the f*ck up
Comes with tough love and some bull sh*t
I was corny looking foolish
But now I’m eating with a full dish
Was the class clown, making noise in the back round
You hear Them taps tap sounds
Them was beats, had me feeling like a beast at a feast
Wasn’t focused on the person that teach
I smoke too much to go put on some cleats
They say that I’m lazy just sip on your tea
Mind yo business mind yo business, b*tch
I ain’t finished I ain’t finished, Look
This musics all I got, that’s fact not a lie
Gotta make it to the top by any means no rules apply
Even if they say they hate me
I don’t care I’m not gonna die
Prolly think I’m villain the way I be kill this sh*t
I know that I f*cked up but ima come back
Like a Phoenix an ash Ima rise with my clique
I'ma rise with my clique

[Hook]x2
It was all cool, till I f*cked up
Dropped out of school, damn I f*cked up
All the sh*t I’m going through got my mind f*cked up
Then I quit my job, damn I f*cked up

[RogerFlo]
Its f*ck everyones feelings, and worry about mines
Just know that I still care, and that side still hasnt died
Thats why i get fried out of my mind
I mind mine
So everytime
I go and rhyme about some sh*t, that I usually can't find
Yeah I just stay in my business
Dont look for forgiveness
I dont need a witness to prove that Im winning
Ive always been gifted at lifting my spirit
Ive shifted my mood no time for your b*tching
Im switching my moves, to paint a new picture
Its nun but the truth, thats what I am pitching
Im up in the booth with luck like im fishing
I always stay cool, got no competition
Im twitching like I got turrets
Because a young n*gga know that he is next
The thing that I know is that I ain't the best
Im just having fun dont care bout the rest
And I will not run when its time for the test
Shoot sh*t like a gun with words from my chest
Young n*gga ain't dumb no I ain't no PEST
Get your brain stunned along with your neck
And I
Gotta keep going
You know that im rolling
With what I am showing
Out here just patrolling
Got notes im unfolding
Dont know why they folded up
I just keep flowing
Speak what they dont know about
Thinking Im joking, well I just say f*ck they doubts
f*ck n*ggas broke needa watch what they talk about
Money make n*ggas pull up, they dont talk it out
Money make n*ggas pull up, they dont talk it out

[Hook]x2
It was all cool, till I f*cked up
Dropped out of school, damn I f*cked up
All the sh*t I’m going through got my mind f*cked up
Then I quit my job, damn I f*cked up

[Verse 2]
Since a kid I always dreamed of this
Seems like my dream ain’t hit my mom yet
Cuz she looking p*ssed
She thinks I’m on some dummy sh*t
But I need my money quick
I’m out here moving like a mummy its
Because the kush I’m smoking on yea yea
That shi it be too strong yea yea
My girl, her ass is fat
She prolly dancing to this song yea yea
Come in the building and f*ck it up
I Don’t really care about love
I just really want my money
Move to a place that is sunny
I grind too hard for me to quit
f*ck what they talking bout man
I do this sh*t and this sh*t ain’t made for the gram
I flex like a muscle i came from the struggle
My hustle got me feeling like I’m the man
Never would thought I’d be flipping these grams
But I had to go chase me some bands
Its f*ck what they say though, Its f*ck what they saying though
They telling me D'Angalo need to slow his roll
Oh no oh no oh no

[Hook]x2
It was all cool, till I f*cked up
Dropped out of school, damn I f*cked up
All the sh*t I’m going through got my mind f*cked up
Then I quit my job, damn I f*cked up

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