Ravaughn - I'm So Fucked Up Lyrics

Ravaughn - I'm So Fucked Up Lyrics
(Feat. Fabolous)

10 missed calls must mean you miss me
Now I’m long distance, must mean you diss me
What you spit in there’s a rap for that
You need stop drunk dialing, there’s a F for that

Why am I calling your number?
Must have been my mistake
I hope I pissed off your lover
Cause no friends call that late
In the middle of the night
When I drunk dial, just to hear your smile and say
Why is that look of love, all on your face?

I must be trippin, got these spirits all in my head
Now I’m wishing, that you meet me in my bed
Sweet reunion, sweet communion, with some wine and bread
Whoa, what am I doing?

[Hook]
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so fucked
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so fucked
I’m so fucked up, right now
Music in my mind is all out
What am I doing? What am I doing?
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so fucked
I’m so fucked up, right now
Music in my mind is all out
What am I doing? What am I doing?

Following the clocks on the world
That I can’t tell the time
My mind’s going in circles, tryina press rewind
Was in moher, malibu red, that did me in this time
I’m so not ok, but I’ll be alright

I must be trippin, got these spirits all in my head
Now I’m wishing, that you meet me in my bed
Sweet reunion, sweet communion, with some wine and bread
Whoa, what am I doing?

[Hook]
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so fucked
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so fucked
I’m so fucked up, right now
Music in my mind is all out
What am I doing? What am I doing?
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so fucked
I’m so fucked up, right now
Music in my mind is all out
What am I doing? What am I doing?

I prolly call you when I had to, many so what
And get you my 2 cents, it’s 2 pennies, so what
And might to do what 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 pose to act like it’s on to the next, on, on, to the next
Long gone on that x, just was lookin for me, pom poms was on deck
When now you taking shots, bom bom at my neck
No, slim chance, pockets on fat so
Don’t know where you at so
I call is that so fucked up
Sometimes deuce is get chucked up
But it hurts to loosing someone else locked up
My atitude got robbed, now I’m stuck up
Taking bottles to the head, fuck cups
When you wake up, you seen that I called
I text to say I’m sorry, but don’t mean that at all cause

[Hook]
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so fucked
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so fucked
I’m so fucked up, right now
Music in my mind is all out
What am I doing? What am I doing?
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so fucked
I’m so fucked up, right now
Music in my mind is all out
What am I doing? What am I doing?

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