
Fuck Up gabriel black (Ft. Call Me Karizma)
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[Chorus: gabriel black]
They say life's about enjoyment, so I know I do it wrong
Been a while since I smiled, it'd be all good once I'm gone
Take a vial of the poison, mix it all up in my cup
Get fucked up, then we never ever, ever gon' wake up
[Verse 1: gabriel black]
I'm a punk, fill my trunk with some shit so it explodes
Rolling stoned, kinda drunk down these California roads
Not okay, I'm deranged throwin' rocks out in the rain
I'm a fuck up, ohh, I'm a fuck up, ohh
[Chorus: gabriel black]
They say life's about enjoyment, so I know I do it wrong
Been a while since I smiled, it'd be all good once I'm gone
Take a vial of the poison, mix it all up in my cup
Get fucked up, then we never ever, ever gon' wake up
[Verse 2: Call Me Karizma]
They say I've got trash in my closet
Runnin' from my past is exhaustin'
Everybody laughs at my problems
Hoping that I black out of conscious
Ever since the third grade, I heard "Hey
You better fuckin' work hard to earn pay"
Never get a nice card on birthdays
A dagger into my heart, the worst case (Yeah)
They say life's about enjoyment, so I know I do it wrong
Been a while since I smiled, it'd be all good once I'm gone
Take a vial of the poison, mix it all up in my cup
Get fucked up, then we never ever, ever gon' wake up
[Verse 1: gabriel black]
I'm a punk, fill my trunk with some shit so it explodes
Rolling stoned, kinda drunk down these California roads
Not okay, I'm deranged throwin' rocks out in the rain
I'm a fuck up, ohh, I'm a fuck up, ohh
[Chorus: gabriel black]
They say life's about enjoyment, so I know I do it wrong
Been a while since I smiled, it'd be all good once I'm gone
Take a vial of the poison, mix it all up in my cup
Get fucked up, then we never ever, ever gon' wake up
[Verse 2: Call Me Karizma]
They say I've got trash in my closet
Runnin' from my past is exhaustin'
Everybody laughs at my problems
Hoping that I black out of conscious
Ever since the third grade, I heard "Hey
You better fuckin' work hard to earn pay"
Never get a nice card on birthdays
A dagger into my heart, the worst case (Yeah)
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