fed up (new jazz idk) otuka

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[Intro]
I'm just procrastinating

[Chorus]
You keep on fucking my head up
I'm fucking my bread up
He try and to do it like me, but he can't
He know that I'm better
You know I been low, I been broke
Shit got me fed up
You keep on fucking around
I know the time finna catch up
You keep on fucking my head up
I'm fucking my bread up
He try and to do it like me, but he can't
He know that I'm better
You know I been low, I been broke
Shit got me fed up
You keep on fucking around
I know the time finna catch up

[Verse]
You know I'ma run it back
Run it up again
Run up a bag, we gon' get it in
We gon' get it no matter where we is
I done made a bag, I'ma make it flip
I'ma make it double, I'ma make it twin
I'ma makе-it-triple, baby, I'm the shit
I don't need to dribble just to makе it in
I can fucking rap, I can fucking sing
Tell me, why the fuck wouldn't I talk shit?
Tryna put my momma in a fucking crib
Brand-new wheels put her in a whip
I'ma keep it pushing, bitch, I need a hit
I'ma keep on cooking 'til it's ready bitch
I'm not in a hurry, bitch, I know I'm him
They been tryna ask me where the fuck I been
I been in my room tryna make an M
This Chicago, nigga