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lirik lagu $uicideboy$ - fuck ups

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[intro: ruby da cherry & scrim]
y~y~y~y~y, y~y~y~y
y~y, y~y~y
you did good, $l!ck
woah~woah, woah, woah~woah~woah (it’s a smash)
woah~woah, woah, woah~woah~woah ( indiana $l!cky f~f~f~fort wayne)
woah~woah, woah, woah~woah~woah ([?], man, f~ck these boys )
woah~woah, woah, woah~woah~woah (2nd world )

[verse 1: $crim]
yeah, tell me what you know about me (uh~uh)
yung cracka with the all gold t~~th (ayy, turn me up)
i would tell y’all how i really feel, but it would just get hit with the ~~~~(northside)
i was ten years old with the heat (woah~wah)
dead eyes, got cold from the grief (say wha’)
call me northside wet lil yachty
the way i die for the ‘crete (northside)
where i’m from, yeah, the sun don’t rise in the east (in the east)
i’m a hybrid of beasts
been done it at all, еven got high with a priest, too high at the lеast
just k!ll ’em, i ain’t got no time for the beef, gen 5 intervene (grr)
motherf~ck police, i vibe with the fiends, too live like a stream, ~59 the regime

[chorus: $crim]
yeah, ayy, came up with the f~ck ups
yeah, ayy, so i can’t help but f~ck up
yeah, ayy, came up with the f~ck ups
yeah, hold up, we tell ’em, “shut the f~ck up”
[verse 2: $crim]
smokin’ ’em back to back, until i can’t feel no pain no more (north, north)
kickin’ they door from the back, makin’ ’em lay it down on the floor (north, north)
my tolerance high on the dope, but i got no patience for a ho (north, north)
point me a tone right there to the dome, make that b~tch go blow, blow, blow, blow, blow
young s to the c to the a to the r to the e to the c to the r to the o to the w
smokin’ that sack till my eyes roll back, system down, issues they can’t troubleshoot
black mask, gold t~~th, yellin’, “who dat?” (who dat?)
wanted fame, so we put him on the news app
if you pull it out, boy, better shoot that
turn a opp into merch, lemme sku that, huh
bro~broke the scale, we smokin’ on dave blunts (north)
sippin’ syrup till my face numb (north)
chewin’ fent, this that laced gum (north)
red beam here like a ray gun (north)
money in the walls like nagin (north)
godd~mn, call me bp the way i’m spillin’ that oil
yeah, big stepper, i’m takin’ their souls like dr. scholls
yeah, surgeon with the blade, so i stay on call
up in new orleans, put the 3 on my back, young wet chris paul
f~ck around and break my jaw before i ever go talk to the laws

[bridge: ruby da cherry]
woah~woah, woah, woah~woah~woah (ruby da cherry)
woah~woah, woah, woah~woah~woah (nah~nah, nah~nah, nah~nah)
woah~woah, woah, woah~woah~woah (yeah)
woah~woah, woah, woah~woah~woah (7th ward)
[verse 3: ruby da cherry]
yeah, i’m just tryna’ dodge all my flaws my whole life in camouflage
$uicide, i’ll take the charge, grey~59 the entourage
codeine colored cayenne, but i wrapped the macan satin mauve
praise the lord with applause, the demons p~ssed i left they cause
out the fog, i’ma rawdog all this life sh~t
swerve in a ‘vette, yeah, i’m flirtin’ with death
so i don’t have to feel like life’s b~tch
range rover ’96, run me over type sh~t
6 years sober in october, no leftover crisis, uh
it’s a young man’s dream to wanna die
livin’ life high, while i was fl!ckin’ off the sky
born a rebel, now i’ll settle for a little peace and quiet
this life usually admired, but i’m tired of life not bein’ private
opps on my radar, i’ma pray for ’em
lord, have mercy on their soul
for all my dogs, i would catch a stray for ’em
share the food out of my bowl
still pack the tool, and it’s still loaded, i’m devoted to the grey
until the grave, rotten and bloated, sugarcoat all of my pain
a life so sweet i didn’t know it, so i smile with tooth decay
don’t try to floss, you could get scr~ped, take, take no loss in any state (yeah)
i just came to sw~ng and drag my tank across every lane
scr~pin’ up the interstate, tobasco sauce, i’m hittin’ stains

[chorus: ruby da cherry]
yeah, ayy, came up with the f~ck ups
yeah, ayy, so i can’t help but f~ck up
yeah, ayy, came up with the f~ck ups
yeah, hol’ up, we tell ’em, “shut the f~ck up”
[verse 4: ruby da cherry]
i will always rep the 7th ward, collectin’ all seven rewards (seven)
seven warriors, seven dented swords
unsheathe my blade and scream, “en garde! ~59 captain all on board!”
former junkie comin’ at you live from the junkyard

[outro: ruby da cherry & $crim]
woah~woah, woah, woah~woah~woah (grey~59, b~tch; yeah~yeah~yeah, northside sh~t, y’know i’m sayin’)
woah~woah, woah, woah~woah~woah (yeah~yeah~yeah; $ui~$ui~$uicide [?], $uicide)
woah~woah, woah, woah~woah~woah ([?] east bloc’ [?], 7th~7th ward)
woah~woah, woah, woah~woah~woah (grey~59, 7th ward)

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