Fucked Soul - Smug Mang

Smugga Mang La Flare

I’m too fucked up, I’m too fucked up

I’m so fucked up, I’m so fucked up

I’m too fucked up, I be fucked up

I’m too fucked up, I’m so fucked up

I’m so fucked up, I’m too fucked up

I’m so fucked up, I’m so fucked up

I’m so fucked up, I’m so fucked up

I’m too fucked up, I’m so fucked up

I’m so fucked up, I’m so fucked up

I’m too fucked up

Smug Mang too fucked up

I’m so fucked up

Drank too much, I smoked too much

I too much, I scrip too much

These drugs

Xanny, weed and syrup

Swerve so much I’m swerved up

Money, money, pourin' up

Fuck your drugs I need my drugs

Never gave a fuck who judge

Good I know cause

I got my moma low, in the streets

It’s fuck the force

Gridnin' on the internet

Try’na catch a lil bun

Just because success is a society must

I tell 'em ratchets I don’t love 'em

But they really just look good

Cause I’m a dog, just fucking eat that

Cause I’m so fucked up

Came up I was so fucked up

Raised up it was so fucked up

And who I is?

I’m so fucked up

I’m too fucked up, I’m so fucked up

I’m too fucked up, I’m too fucked up

I’m so fucked fucked, I’m so fucked up

Smugga Mang La Flare, where my fucking car?

Codeine, codeine, Xanax Bars

Lotta weed just for me

I don’t fucking know mane, I just need my trippy kit all around me

iced out crazy man, just wake up, get fucked up man

How many days?

That shit’s all irrelevant

It don’t matter, I’m in my own state of mind, I’m on my own planet

My own reality mane, Smugga Mang La Flare

Smugga Mang La Flare

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