F#ck Ups (feat. Plant Based Papi & Simon Hodge)

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Carlo Ferrer

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Amphetamine fed on the homie In history
Brain got some chunks missing
I could tell by his actions
That his mind it be lacking
Looking like numb stuff
Shit by the dumpsta
Find em on corna's
With scante to go puff
Rippin the sweak
Out on the street
He be searching for more of the Gak to repeat
He's a fiend
Schizophrenic overdoser
Going under
Shoulda stuck to the good green
Golum looking mother fucker
Looking for his precious ring
Couldn't be clean
He be the dude that comes in Your house n your car and gos Steels everything
Not thinking a thing
He's off of the impulse of doing Something
Wow
Owel eyes
And He can't sleep now
I be like
How
Is he gunna go n Tweek right Now
He's Hearing some sounds
That wouldn't really be ah round
Just Toke up the loud
Dont kick it and smoke witha Bum ass crowd
He going down down down
Fuzz got em my home town
I know his parents aint very Proud
For do stuff that's not aloud
Going to far up on the stakes
Making to many bad mistakes
Body is shakin like earthquakes
Way too much meth was on his plate
Ew
F*ck a fake friend
Cut them off like these split ends
Oh no
Fox's showing mad love but at The end it's all for pretend
Asking where I have been
But truly the funny thing is
Some of these fools have my Number no kid
Others even know where I live
Keeping the circle small
Don't let them know any of your Plans at all
Some of these people close to You secretly pray for your Downfall
Would they jump in
Or watch you brawl
Getting your back
Or their back on the wall
Trying to steal your light cause They know you a star
When the time comes
They will show you who they are
Never bringing anything new Expect all of that hate
Only coming around when they Crave
Some of the taste
Trying to bring up my past for what
So you can make some laughs
Nah bruh
Better watch out before
Me the homies at your door
Flip the script I ain't with the shit
Find a new role or taste the fist
Playing it off as a joke but on the low we know it's a diss
Better off watching your back
I ain't even the one to attack
You did it to all yourself
With that energy ppl can smell
Thumb-in thru all of these green Ends
Got me Wondering where it all Begins.
Rummagin while u be sleepin
All the da trouble happen on The weekends
Puzzlin how we can be friends
When u mumblin low on the Pretend
Got me rumbling on to my Defense
Got u fumbling off of the deep End
Don't drown
Bitch
I'm a wild child with a dying grin
Foul hook on a lying chin
Gotchu caught up in the lions Den problems homie they tight And slim
If u got a fire ignite it then
While I'm still in my prime
I know you feelin these rhymes
Lookin around in the room
Only one chillen is Sime's
If the feds roll thru
Than I ain't spillin a dime
Homie
Chill than it's fine
I'm just revealin the lies
I can see thru ur disguise
See the lil bitch in ya eyes
You know I'm rollin wit pride
The Ogs I'm holin are fire
I'll give u 2 for the 5
I'll get u 10 for the low
Seein the pin for my bro
Got a few stax In the coat
I'm a go get me a boat
If u need pax
Im a go get u a quote
Forget it if U come up shote
I've had it wit dealin wit dopes
I'm putting my foot in ya throat
Shouldn't ya know
I'll leave u with puddles of hope
Something that u couldn't cope
Bitch is u froze
Ya
Some they be froze
Looking like rats
Dug down there holes
They'll steal all yo shit
Nvr be givin
They only get
Put on the table
They always sinin
Telling them fables
Slow in the head
Fragelic snails
Pistons nvr kicked in
Nvr really listen
Nvr gunna glisten
When ya moral r all swacked
We can be cool
We can be friends
We can get down like a pad to The pad or the pen to the pad
All bad
Give me some space before you Get slap
Once a homie
Now he a crab
Trying to claw
More than can grab
Selfish styles
Manifest traps
Kick some rocks
If you holding me back
If he holdin me back
Doberman pincher no collar Attached
Throw me a heater I'm clobberin That
No need for cheaters n robbers n Rats
Stop in ya tracks
Walk in it back
U lost in a trance
I'm flossin in cash
Step on my toes
U might get a rash
Don't be a poser
Miss me with that
Amphetamines that's a f*ck up
Fake friends that's a f*ck up
Back Stabin that a f*ck up
Doin that leaves the door
Amphetamines that's a f*ck up
Fake friends that's a f*ck up
Back Stabin that a f*ck up
Doin that leaves the door shut

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