maldicion
I know that times could get worse
Lately I'm feeling the worst
Maybe this gift is a curse
Maybe this gift is a curse (Curse)
Why I'm still chasing this bread
Why can't I call it a purse
Maybe this gift is a curse
Maybe this gift is a curse (Curse)
I know that times could get worse
Lately I'm feeling the worst
Maybe this gift is a curse
Maybe this gift is a curse (Curse)
Why I'm still chasing this bread
Why can't I call it a purse
Maybe this gift is a curse
Maybe this gift is a curse (Curse)
I don't like when niggas hands out
I don't like em issa man down
I be screaming spread the love
I ain't feeling any love now
I be lost in my head dawg
Custom shit all on my legs dawg
Why I'm still chasing this bread
It ain't chasing the demons my head fought
And why is this bitch in my bed
I don't even 'member her name
And why is she wearing my chain
This what i get for me drinking again
Somebody's sket need to get up and skate
Nobody left in my corner to thank
Damn, nobody left in my corner to thank
Why these niggas acting like P
It aint easy being pretty
Heard the devil wearing Prada
You can catch me in the city
I ain't from no inner city
Still struggled and learned to keep a weapon with me
Seen puddles of niggas, dripped in all my denim
Now all this shit catching up with me
Was running ain't wanna feel shit
Roll up emotions in backwoods
Yea
Roll up emotions in backwoods
Ain't wanna feel (Shit)
I got everything the cash could (Get)
Ash these emotions the cash burns
I know that times could get worse
Lately I'm feeling the worst
Maybe this gift is a curse
Maybe this gift is a curse curse
Why I'm still chasing this bread
Why can't I call it a purse
Maybe this gift is a curse
Maybe this gift is a curse curse
I know that times could get worse
Lately I'm feeling the worst
Maybe this gift is a curse
Maybe this gift is a curse curse
Why I'm still chasing this bread
Why can't I call it a purse
Maybe this gift is a curse
Maybe this gift is a curse curse
Maybe I'm over thinking
'Lone in my room I'm regretting drinking
Need me a spoon and a pint of some cookie dough ice cream I'm soft but I still got the Will like I'm Jada Pinkett
Jaded you could see it in my Erys
Feeling low no matter how high i get
Burned more, leaves than a willow
More gadgets than a mo'fuckin spy kid
I know that times could get worse
Lately I'm feeling the worst
Maybe this gift is a curse
Maybe this gift is a curse curse
Why I'm still chasing this bread
Why can't I call it a purse
Maybe this gift is a curse
Maybe this gift is a curse curse
Lately I'm feeling the worst
Maybe this gift is a curse
Maybe this gift is a curse (Curse)
Why I'm still chasing this bread
Why can't I call it a purse
Maybe this gift is a curse
Maybe this gift is a curse (Curse)
I know that times could get worse
Lately I'm feeling the worst
Maybe this gift is a curse
Maybe this gift is a curse (Curse)
Why I'm still chasing this bread
Why can't I call it a purse
Maybe this gift is a curse
Maybe this gift is a curse (Curse)
I don't like when niggas hands out
I don't like em issa man down
I be screaming spread the love
I ain't feeling any love now
I be lost in my head dawg
Custom shit all on my legs dawg
Why I'm still chasing this bread
It ain't chasing the demons my head fought
And why is this bitch in my bed
I don't even 'member her name
And why is she wearing my chain
This what i get for me drinking again
Somebody's sket need to get up and skate
Nobody left in my corner to thank
Damn, nobody left in my corner to thank
Why these niggas acting like P
It aint easy being pretty
Heard the devil wearing Prada
You can catch me in the city
I ain't from no inner city
Still struggled and learned to keep a weapon with me
Seen puddles of niggas, dripped in all my denim
Now all this shit catching up with me
Was running ain't wanna feel shit
Roll up emotions in backwoods
Yea
Roll up emotions in backwoods
Ain't wanna feel (Shit)
I got everything the cash could (Get)
Ash these emotions the cash burns
I know that times could get worse
Lately I'm feeling the worst
Maybe this gift is a curse
Maybe this gift is a curse curse
Why I'm still chasing this bread
Why can't I call it a purse
Maybe this gift is a curse
Maybe this gift is a curse curse
I know that times could get worse
Lately I'm feeling the worst
Maybe this gift is a curse
Maybe this gift is a curse curse
Why I'm still chasing this bread
Why can't I call it a purse
Maybe this gift is a curse
Maybe this gift is a curse curse
Maybe I'm over thinking
'Lone in my room I'm regretting drinking
Need me a spoon and a pint of some cookie dough ice cream I'm soft but I still got the Will like I'm Jada Pinkett
Jaded you could see it in my Erys
Feeling low no matter how high i get
Burned more, leaves than a willow
More gadgets than a mo'fuckin spy kid
I know that times could get worse
Lately I'm feeling the worst
Maybe this gift is a curse
Maybe this gift is a curse curse
Why I'm still chasing this bread
Why can't I call it a purse
Maybe this gift is a curse
Maybe this gift is a curse curse
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Writer(s): William Letterlough
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