Screw Up

Intro:
Always feel like I never did shit
I ain't really do nothin
Now we got the whole crew coming

Hook:
Always feel like I never did shit
I ain't really do nothin
Now we got the whole crew coming
Now we got the whole thing jumping
And shawty about to get it in and she want it god dammit
I always feel like I never been shit
I ain't really do nothing
Now we got the whole thing jumping
Now we got my whole team coming
And shawty about to get it in and she want it god dammit

Verse 1:
I ain't never feel like I did shit
Shit I ain't do nothing
Goody goody ain't shoot nothing
Imma get up on these blue hunnids
So icey nigga who run it
Whole crew stuntin
I ain't never try to rub it in
I guarantee that if we fucked
Then we gon fuck again
Pay day shit wonder where my money went
Ex is on some funny shit
Hardly fuck with government and police on some other shit
I ain't never did shit
Rags to the rich
Swag like I'm rich
Quiet when I talk
Humble when I walk
But I still [??] off of fear
And critics better get up on my dick
Every line got a time
Ain't no feelings with this shit
She gon feel it in her gut
Swishers I been emptying the guts
Tryna get the smoke up out the wood
I always feel like I never been shit
Nigga I ain't do nothing
All we wanted was the revenue
They gon hate when you a better you
Fingernails filled with residue
That's that marijuana commas and commas
For all the shit inside my karma
This shit don't come around often
This trees42morrow

Hook:
Always feel like I never did shit
I ain't really do nothin
Now we got the whole crew coming
Now we got the whole thing jumping
And shawty about to get it in and she want it god dammit
I always feel like I never been shit
I ain't really do nothing
Now we got the whole thing jumping
Now we got my whole team coming
And shawty about to get it in and she want it god damn

Verse 2:
[Coming?] shit up off the avenue aye
Miss riding in the malibu
Life be an ongoing battle
Copper I ain't have no silver spoon
Rolling dope inside the living room
Only fear be my shadow
Real niggas on my panel
Planning out the future part of my mental
Black as the kettle got my shit together
I wear flannels fixed up in cold weather
Polo the sweater walk around with chest up
Shawty told me get my check up
I ain't worried about my exes
I moved on
Moving fast, doing 40 in school zones
Tip toeing I don't know who's home
I ain't got nothing to lose with this shit
We back in the stu with this shit