I'm So Fucked Up Testo

Featuring Fabulous

(Verse)
10 missed calls must mean you miss me
Now I’m long distance, must mean you diss me
Would you spare me some rap for that
You need to stop drunk dialin, there’s an air for that

(Verse)
Why am I calling yo number? Must have been my mistake
I hope I pissed off yo lover
‘Cause no friends called that late
In the middle of the night
When I drunk dial, this you see and smile and say
Why is that look of love all on yo face?

(Pre-Chorus)
I must be trippin, trippin trippin
Got these spirits all in my head
Now I’m wishin, wishin wishin
That you meet me in my bed
Sweet reunion, sweet communion
With some wine and bread
Oh, what am I doing?

(Chorus)
Oh, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so
I’m so fucked up right now The music in my mind is so loud
What am I doing?
Oh, what am I doing?
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so
I’m so fucked up right now
I’m so fucked up right now
The music in my mind is so loud
What am I doing?

(Verse)
Following the clocks on the wall
But I can’t tell the time
My mind’s going in circles
Trying to press rewind
Wasn’t Moet or Malibu Red that did me in this time
I’m so out of key
But I’ll be alright

(Pre-Chorus)
I must be trippin, trippin trippin
Got these spirits all in my head
Now I’m wishin, wishin wishin
That you meet me in my bed
Sweet reunion, sweet communion
With some wine and bread
Oh, what am I doing?

(Chorus)
Oh, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so
I’m so fucked up right now
The music in my mind is so loud
What am I doing?
Oh, what am I doing?
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so
I’m so fucked up right now
I’m so fucked up right now
The music in my mind is so loud
What am I doing?

(Verse)
I’ll probably call you when I have too many, so what?
And give your mind 2 senses, 2 pennies so what…
Am I to do? When it’s no one else to do
Not that there’s a lack of, there’s just no one else like you
So what? I’m ‘pposed to act like it’s on to the next
On on to the next, long gone on that ex
Guess who’s rooting for me, pom poms was on deck
But now you’re taking shots, bong bong at my neck, no?
Slim chance, pockets on fatso
Don’t know where you at so
I call, is that so fucked up?
Sometime deuces get chucked up
But it hurts to losing someone else, locked up
My attitude got robbed, now I’m stuck up
Taking bottles to the head, fuck cups
When you wake up you see that I called
I text and say I’m sorry but don’t mean that at all

(Chorus)
Oh, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so
I’m so fucked up right now
The music in my mind is so loud
What am I doing?
Oh, what am I doing?
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so
I’m so fucked up right now
I’m so fucked up right now
The music in my mind is so loud
What am I doing?