The Winners Curse

Come and sing in Monterey
Hello to you
That I've waited for another day
I mean, I truly hope this piece of art reaches you in good health

You're the light that's burned our paths away
Yeah, we overbid on this one
And I'll sing you, there I'll sing you
Down in Monterey

I pray the angels approach me
The streets won't be enough to hold me down
This go around
This is how a struggling poet sounds

When no one's found in his corner
And the fight of his life is getting stronger
Surely he's going down, who knows what round
Question is, will he get up and switch up his stance

Move his feet, lift up his hands
It'd be his luck one lands
Was close to ending it
But I finally remember who the fuck I am

My destructive plans
Postponed my greatness
Dirty bankrolls
Drugs, clothes, hoes

The basics
Let go that fake shit
Control your fate kid
The constant struggle of demanding higher pay

But becoming less famous
Imagine trying to explain this, to the people in your circle
The thought of it makes me anxious
Cause shapeshift

but y'all already know who my base is
Street corner execs
Bad hoes that love em
Chanel bag hoarders

Grand totes and clutches
Hand over the budget
These niggas can't live
Rappers or execs

I don't wanna hear your pitch
I said fuck em all
That's my word, that's what it is
Then I walked on water

After burning every bridge
Survivors guilt
The winner's curse
Still not sure if losing would've been worse

If your child can name 40 celebrities
Then you failed
Little babies drawing Lil Baby with crayons
But nothing is worse than seeing grown folks

in celebrity chokeholds
All these gossip sites got em hyped
Who do you idolize
Is it the man pursuing peace or a dollar sign

Everybody's trying to find space in their crowded mind
Hiding in silence inside the loudest times
If you lose your step you can follow mine
Look, I put the lean down and I slimmed up

This shorty DM me telling me I'm her gym crush
She never spoke in person
It's crazy to know she only has social media confidence
500 compliments a day

And will still freeze up if I slid up in her space
I might do that shit today
The thrill of the hunt
Conquering models without a dollar spent

Mastering the art of conversation
Really dialing in a scholar in seduction
Only to hit it once and start ducking
What the fuck is wrong with me

It's troubling
But a win is a win they say
Wait, am I cursed if I win this way
Mix manipulative men with impressionable ladies

And that's how accident babies be happening crazy
Nah man, fuck all that
I really pray that all of you get a chance
To run up a $3,000 tab at dinner on a Tuesday for no reason

With something bad with you
Like celebrating nothing
Just doing it to do it
Just so you can realize this shit means nothing

The life of these niggas is dying for you
I'm gonna sing you Monterey
They're all waiting for another day
Yellow diamonds burn their backs away

And there I'll sing you
There I'll sing you
Diamond Monterey



Credits
Writer(s): Randy Watford
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