F**k Curve
Forreal
Forreal, forreal
(I'm from out the Gutta, middle finger, Zone 6)
Sometimes it feel like fuck Curve, yeah
Sometimes it feel like fuck Curve, forreal
They ain't gon' see it how you see it, only see you when they need you then it's fuck you
Forreal
Hope the Lord got my back, cause it feel like the Devil want me bad
He don't even want my soul, he don't need that
Nigga I feel so alone, I can't pretend (damn)
I don't really feel the love, I been beefin with my moms, she don't even give hugs
Like fuck it's fam, I got myself, guess that's enough
Been popping percs to numb the pain, so I feel something
But then I talk to myself
You need to change, nigga weed it might help
Hold on slow down, nigga I don't like help, I said I don't really like help
I think that we should just stay to myself
Trusting these niggas, the same way I feel
So I'ma roll up and just dim these lights down, so I already know no one care how I feel
Damn
How it get like this, what just happened to me
Damn
Can you see yourself living happily?
No
I can see myself with all bags of weed
Damn
And a Glock on me can go tragically (forreal)
Sometimes it feel like fuck Curve, yeah
Sometimes it feel like fuck Curve, forreal
They ain't gon' see it how you see it, only see you when they need you then it's fuck you
Sometimes it feel like fuck Curve, yeah
Sometimes it feel like fuck Curve, forreal
They ain't gon' see it how you see it, only see you when they need you then it's fuck you
Forreal
Forreal, forreal
(I'm from out the Gutta, middle finger, Zone 6)
Sometimes it feel like fuck Curve, yeah
Sometimes it feel like fuck Curve, forreal
They ain't gon' see it how you see it, only see you when they need you then it's fuck you
Forreal
Hope the Lord got my back, cause it feel like the Devil want me bad
He don't even want my soul, he don't need that
Nigga I feel so alone, I can't pretend (damn)
I don't really feel the love, I been beefin with my moms, she don't even give hugs
Like fuck it's fam, I got myself, guess that's enough
Been popping percs to numb the pain, so I feel something
But then I talk to myself
You need to change, nigga weed it might help
Hold on slow down, nigga I don't like help, I said I don't really like help
I think that we should just stay to myself
Trusting these niggas, the same way I feel
So I'ma roll up and just dim these lights down, so I already know no one care how I feel
Damn
How it get like this, what just happened to me
Damn
Can you see yourself living happily?
No
I can see myself with all bags of weed
Damn
And a Glock on me can go tragically (forreal)
Sometimes it feel like fuck Curve, yeah
Sometimes it feel like fuck Curve, forreal
They ain't gon' see it how you see it, only see you when they need you then it's fuck you
Sometimes it feel like fuck Curve, yeah
Sometimes it feel like fuck Curve, forreal
They ain't gon' see it how you see it, only see you when they need you then it's fuck you
Forreal
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Writer(s): Jared Lee
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