Curse

Yeah
Deuce Ace
It's Juke nigga
Yeah yeah, aye
Aye yeah
Aye who made this beat
Who made this beat
You did

1 shot, 2 shot
Nigga I'll kill a nigga tupac
Roll around the block I got 2 glocks
Nigga had to go and smoke 2 opps
Put him on a t shirt
Don't need no reverb
Don't gotta rehearse
My car in reverse
Cause I see them opps tho
Fuck around and get popped tho
I be on that block tho
Tryna flip them tacos
I got birds now
What you heard now
Finna bust a swerve now
Lil bitch get on my nerves now
Aye frontin with that pack fuck around and you get burned down
If she wanna suck my dick she nasty she get turned down
Feeling like I got accolades from all the shit I earned now
8 shots of patron got me feeling like I'm turnt now
Yeah I just popped a molly ahh my brain still feels burnt now
I just had a seizure off the drugs I think I learned now

God blessed me with a curse
But I know I learned my lesson
And I know these niggas hate me so I gotta keep my weapon
God blessed me with a curse
Look nowhere for protection
It's me and only me smoking this wubby I ain't stressing
God blessed me with a curse yeah yeah
God blessed me with a curse yeah yeah
God blessed me with a curse yeah yeah yeah
God blessed me with a curse yeah yeah yeah
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Ladontae Taylor
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