Future - I'm Screwed Up lyrics

[Hook: Future] Tippin' on fours (tippin' on fours) Pourin' up fours (pourin' up fours) We ridin' swingers (we ridin' swingers) Katrillion-dollar swagger (katrillion-dollar swagger) Yeah, I'm screwed up (screwed up) I'm screwed up (screwed up) I'm screwed up (screwed up) I'm screwed up (screwed up) I'm screwed up (screwed up) My ‘hood is in love with me – the ‘hood love me [Verse 1: Trae The Truth] I stay screwed up, don't sh** else count I pull up in somethin' you n***as can't pronounce All these orangutans hittin' at somethin' that bang It ain't no game, you can hear it on the side of your house Home of the pimp, home of the fifth, pimp Screwed-Up Clique, this'll be the get respect back Robert Davis sh**, disrespect that This a fact: I'll put you in a box like Jack Screwed-up Texas, home of two-cups Everything purple, most are slowed up n***as thought it was over, now they trippin', I showed up Tell that b**h I'm the one, get lost or load up Everything I rock got diamonds on it If it ain't 10-point you ain't gon' find it on it Hoes laughed back then, now they on my dick sh**, you ought to see the way they climbin' on it I'll throw up the Ace, let her know I'm the truth H, A-Dub and Moe, Clip D I salute Frontline, I got this b**h, I'm a truth I don't f** around with haters, I'll f** around and shoot Yeah, money, great tapes, get screwed up Hate a mechanic, I'll never put a tool up If I hit him with this, you ain't gon' get that fool up On the way to the ‘hood, tell the homies to tool up [Hook: Future] [Verse 2: Trae The Truth] Swimming pools of purple, keep that sh** out back Heard of my city? I guarantee we ‘bout that Tougher, the drop lost, I still ain't found that f** my truck, I'm tryna beat him up out that Swing this b**h, what the f** I should do? I don't even drink, but the rest of my ‘hood do Brand new whip, ‘bout to get him a new shoe Do it for the city, only thing I would do Hatin' on me, yeah b**h, I would to You ain't sh** if you ain't screwed up Everything is slow in this Texas Everything about me screwed up Keep racks in a bag, racks in a safe Hublot watch, stones all on the face They say I'm mixed up, yeah, I'm all on base Where them haters at? I got chrome on the waist Tell them I'm still the king, now what it look like? Never be in the kitchen with somethin' if it don't cook right How the f** you think you me? b**h, you don't look right I'm heavy up in the game, it ain't sh** light So if you got me wrong, you gon' get right And if your b**h on me, she gon' get pipe You ain't seen nothin' like this, better sit tight While I flex this sh**, you gon' get lights [Hook: Future]