Sorted

Lyrics

Just feels like down is up, up is down and I don't know what the fucc is going on right now bruh Ooh Ooh Riding on tour settle my scores I got the drip today [?] Tried to clone me let's try some more I got the wicked shit steady perspiring out of my pores I'm going the fucc off in my own direction they follow my course I'm bout to mop 'em all up with a stick and just call it the chores Cause I got the keys now to all of the doors My killers is [?] shoot the fucc up til the speakers distorted Everything in life feels so distorted Baby Ouija probably should have been aborted All this shit I'm rocking is imported Walk with me lil' momma you get sorted Everything in life feels so distorted Anything I want I can afford it I don't know why life is full of torment I jut know I had to get it sorted (I gotta sort it out) Ooh ooh ooh Big bankroll can get used to this Pain and suffering is how I used to live All I ever knew is feeling uselessness But somehow I was being used the confusion is How can I be nothing if I use my gift Everybody calling me a piece of shit Try to get a grab but both my wrists be slit Hatchet give me power I unleash the shit Micheal my watch now Micheal my drawers Micheal like Myers now Micheal like Kors Micheal like Jackson now Micheal like Jordan Feeling like Micheal now, Micheal like Moore [x2]