Song Lyrics

Look at this
Look at this special (?), oh
(?) living
But you're (?) now
I am not flawless
I am not perfect
I sin in my soul
I cut through the surface
Repair, heal, and spread love
Work to repair the vision
Then you can see the fruits of living
And you should (?)

You never respected from him right?
Please don't confuse shade with the shadows from dim lights
I've been bright
I've been in space, it's dark, it's midnight
My pen write on both
My insight on both is skin-tight
In spite of the fact that I'm inside the hoax
All my niggas got a Horcrux or two or four
We don't die, we multiply but you knew that already
Shift the culture, we do that already
If you don't give me credit for nothing but making kids in Chicago drink more water
I proved that already
I'm someone with influence who'll use that to better the youth
And that don't make me better than you
But as far as this rap shit goes
If Drake ain't holding down Quentin Miller
Why the f*ck would I ever give any credit to you?
We learning the business
We keep us some sage
We shit on these niggas then burn up some incense
Drop off the album and turn up the interest
Make 'em pay interest
Since they was so disinterested before
Like it wasn't this intricate
Or we didn't use instruments before
Check that insolence at the door
Or make it get a lot more intimate than you expected
The underrated and often neglected
Are often expected to deal with it

I think y'all niggas got me fucked up
But I cannot go for that, no
I think y'all niggas got me fucked up
But I cannot go for that, no

And as I was saying
The underrated and often neglected
Are often expected to deal with it
Like we in here off a meal ticket or something
The lack of respect is astounding
And I refuse to accept it
Niggas talking crazy
And you not finna tell me that I'm crazy
'Cause I choose to correct it
Rather than to play unaffected
Check my demeanor
Still waters run deep as a serve from Serena
Ball's in my court and we serving subpoenas
Don't miss this jet ho
Don't miss this view
Straight truth, no tricks, no presto
It's drink more water, don't trip off petrol
Just sip the Kool-Aid
The same wrist that makes this break the best though
Break bread with me
Better yet, bake bread with me
We be so worried about how much we need the dough
We tend to forget the little things we need to know
Like how to knead the dough
If done properly it won't spread so thin when your people show
It happened to me, I peeped it though
Before I hit my peak, young Pistol Pete
I could thread the needle through three peepholes
I'm four iPhones and two pencils deep at this point
The cliffs don't seem so steep at this point
And all I see is wolves and sheep at this point
No little people

I think y'all niggas got me fucked up
But I cannot go for that, no
I think y'all niggas got me fucked up
But I cannot go for that, no

You can wish
You can wish
You can wish in your well
Oh, dreaming it clearly
It's your world now

Waters was just the introduction to the idea that there's this truth
Niggas been missin' it, alright
We all feel like people don't know what that truth was
I wasn't very specific about what that was
So in looking for how to be specific about what that is because
There's so much that needs to be told to me, you understand what I'm saying
Uh, love came to me as what should be a focus
Because that's the focus of Jesus' message on Earth
You know what I'm saying and that's what leads my life
Which is my faith then it only makes sense to start there

Jayson Mick Jenkins

The duration of F****d Up Outro is 4:50 minutes and seconds.