Gift / Curse (feat. Nick Tyree)

Bitch get da' fuck
Bitch get da' fuck
You dont want a man, you just looking for a buck
You don't want love, you just want a Bentley truck
And I just wanted pussy (Really)
Now a nigga stuck (Damn)
I had to readjust, had to level up
Friends killing friends, who am I to trust?
I gotta keep my faith but survival is a must
(Bitch get da' fuck)
Ain't no we, ain't no us
It's just me, Mary Jane, and my brain
Plus
Lots of Thomas Jefferson's and Abe's (Uhh)
Still the money signs could never change us
I realized I couldn't stay the same
Thus
I hopped in the bag (Bag)
Yea my Louie bag (Bag)
Whip done lost the tags (Tags)
I sped off the dash
Thought i wouldn't last
Hol' up here's the gag
All your expectations I already passed

I been a king since birth (Bitch)
I'm gon' get what I'm worth (Ha ha)
And with this story I hope to reach every place on earth
Never thought I'd see the day when even real niggas get murked
I hope I reach my dreams
Before I reach the reach the dirt
So I had to clock in
And put my mind to work
But this life we chasing is a gift and curse
Everyday you wake, someone new feeling hurt
Mad at yo success, waiting to put you in a hearse

(And you know they really would)
Its a gift and a curse
(Hell yea the money good)
Its a gift and a curse
(It can take you out the hood)
Its a gift and a curse
(But everything ain't all good)
It's a gift and a curse
(You gone build you a buzz)
It's a gift and a curse
(But say goodbye to real love)
It's a gift and a curse
(When you got all eyes)
It's a gift and a curse
(Will you make it out alive?)
It's a gift and a curse

I been against the odds
I'm thinking out the box
Look me in my eyes and you'll see where my heart resides
Me and my microphone whipping bass out the pot
Me and microphone finna' take it to the top
Bitches come and go like the money, it's not for keeps
They dap you up, and call you bro, and laugh at what you speak
But then they call you trash on the internet, shit is weak
(That shit is weak)
If I wasn't built for this then I would quit
(I'd never quit)
Busy fucking on bitches, put me to sleep
(Put me to sleep)
She got niggas outside plotting on me
Why'd I go and trust her when she is out of my league
Fake love really might just be the death of me
I can't trust a soul, its the truth I finally see
(Now I see)
Now I know
They want you dead or broke
Had to separate and go and focus on my own
This shit feels like a curse because they trying to take my soul

I been a king since birth (Woop)
I just had to make it work (Woop)
2 hard drives lost
Made a nigga go berserk (What else)
Made a nigga hit a vert (What else)
Put my feelings in the dirt
If you showed me yo catalog
I could top it wit a verse (I did that)
Back at home but I can't stay long
I ain't on until my gang on
And I triple what I bring home
Breaking hunnids til' my change long
Ay lil shordy got my ringtone
She stick wit' me like a theme song
All she want left is a ring on
I keep telling her to dream on
Back at home but I can't stay long
I ain't on until my gang on
And I triple what I bring home
Breaking hunnids til' my change long
Ay lil shordy got my ringtone
She stick wit' me like a theme song
All she want left is a ring on
I keep telling her to dream on