Haystack - Fucked Up Lyrics

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Man, you need a ride? Uh naw, I'm good

Stepped out the club with triple vision

Couldn't fit my keys in the ignition

Swerving all over the road

Ah whatever, her name is giving me throat

A head-on collision waiting to happen

Rapper dies in traffic accident

Yeah right, I get like this every night

Most knights I'm so fucked up

I don't even remember leavin' the club

Where my keys are, where my drawers are

How'd I get home, who these whores are

What happened, I must have been in the zone

Room start spinning and then it was on

Popped a few Oxycontins

Told my old lady don't ask why bitch

Fucked up tryin' to escape the drama

Don't want to think about my pill or my baby's momma

I'm fucked up, ah takin' a breather

Don't want to think about my job or no Monday either

I'm fucked up, seeing planets and stars

Weed, X pills and Xanax bars

I'm fucked up, uppers downers what ever you like

Everybody get high tonight

Purple swollen, can't quit lickin' my lips

Heart pounding, feels like it's gonna come through my ribs

Tracers of bitches as they pass by, hi, hi

Get away bitch, nothing's up with us

Stop talkin', you're fuckin' up my buzz

Can't you see I'm my private place?

Sweating like a motherfucker give me some space

Stack, are you okay? I think he's dead, help

Why don't you shut the fuck up?

I was rollin' like Michelin's, heard ya talkin' I just wasn't listenin'

Floatin' in the ocean with a couple of fisherman

Fish for bitches bate hooks with Benjamin's

Now, I'm back out here where it's all real

You owe me two more pills, so I can feel

Fucked up tryin' to escape the drama

Don't want to think about my pill or my baby's momma

I'm fucked up, ah takin' a breather

Don't want to think about my job or no Monday either

I'm fucked up, seeing planets and stars

Weed, X pills and Xanax bars

I'm fucked up, uppers downers what ever you like

Everybody get high tonight

Deep breaths, nice thoughts, three, two, one, lift off

Oh, everything in the room melting, too many shrooms

Hold my breath, close my eyes

Then I start feeling all fuzzy inside

Last time I felt like this, I was on four or five picas fish?

Ah, this is bliss, get away bitch, nah give me a kiss

Eat this but I'm already on two

It's just a little gift from me to you

She sat down, wouldn't stop blabbing

Fuckin' up my high, goddamn it

Would this bitch please shut her mouth?

Security put this bitch out

Fucked up tryin' to escape the drama

Don't want to think about my pill or my baby's momma

I'm fucked up, ah takin' a breather

Don't want to think about my job or no Monday either

I'm fucked up, seeing planets and stars

Weed, X pills and Xanax bars

I'm fucked up, uppers downers what ever you like

Everybody get high tonight

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