Trae - I'm Screwed Up lyrics

(Intro) Hustle Gang n***a Bring my drink My n***a Trae Tha Truth here Super Future ABN free bands (Hook: Future) Tippin’ on fours (tippin’ on fours) Pourin’ up fours (pourin’ up fours) We ridin’ swingers (we ridin’ swingers) Katrillion-dollar swagger (katrillion-dollar swagger) Yeah, I’m screwed up (screwed up) I’m screwed up (I’m screwed up) I’m screwed up (I’m screwed up) I’m screwed up (I’m screwed up) I’m screwed up (I’m screwed up) sponsored links My ‘hood is in love with me – the ‘hood love me (Verse 1: Trae The Truth) I stay screwed up, don’t sh** else count I pull up in somethin’ you n***as can’t pronounce All these orangutans hittin’ at somethin’ that bang It ain’t no game, you can hear it on the side of your house Home of the pimp, home of the fifth, pimp Screwed-Up Clique, this’ll be the get respect back Robert Davis sh**, disrespect that This a fact: I’ll put you in a box like Jack Screwed-up Texas, home of two-cups Everything purple, most are slowed up n***as thought it was over, now they trippin’, I showed up Tell that b**h I’m the one, get lost or load up Everything I rock got diamonds on it If it ain’t 10-point you ain’t gon’ find it on it Hoes laughed back then, now they on my dick sh**, you ought to see the way they climbin’ on it I’ll throw up the Ace, let her know I’m the truth H, A-Dub and Moe, Clip D I salute Frontline, I got this b**h, I’m the truth I don’t f** around with haters, I’ll f** around and shoot Yeah, money, great tapes, get screwed up Hate a mechanic, I’ll never put a tool up If I hit him with this, you ain’t gon’ get that fool up On the way to the ‘hood, tell the homies to tool up (Hook: Future) Tippin’ on fours (tippin’ on fours) Pourin’ up fours (pourin’ up fours) We ridin’ swingers (we ridin’ swingers) Katrillion-dollar swagger (katrillion-dollar swagger) Yeah, I’m screwed up (screwed up) I’m screwed up (I’m screwed up) I’m screwed up (I’m screwed up) I’m screwed up (I’m screwed up) I’m screwed up (I’m screwed up) My ‘hood is in love with me – the ‘hood love me Slim baby ride rims through the suburbs n***as got a problem, Houston