U Got Me (feat. Ameba)

Ya You got me fucked up You're just a different type of angel from heaven above You fell and made your way to earth from the underworld And now you're plotting, scheming tryna to steal my soul You got me Aint no thang I've been rollin up weed do the same old thang Aint no sense in gettin pissed anymore Cause damn they don't make em like this You got me fucked up You're just a different type of angel from heaven above You fell and made your way to earth from the underworld And now you're plotting, scheming tryna to steal my soul, ya Ya ya ya Texture Next up West coast Who ya know now? Issue Miss you Kiss you When you come around town And if she wanna talk about it we gon have to talk about it right now Issue wit it I gotta issue wit it Ya rollin with a pistol wit it now You got me fucked up You're just a different type of angel from heaven above You fell and made your way to earth from the underworld And now you're plotting scheming trying to steal my soul You got me