Cursed (feat. The Fuzz Raps)

Yeah, aye Yeah Need the respect I deserve I ride this wave like a surf I'm out here moving, they watching So they gotta take it, sit back and observe They out here itching my nerves These little boys never learn How I been feeling like I am so down But I'm really the best, I been cursed Need the respect I deserve I put em' deep in the dirt I didn't kill em the first time So I gotta throw the hearse back in reverse I ain't been blessed, I been cursed I gotta get it, I'm first Know I been feeling myself So when you come in my way I gotta go swerve Really I been killing everybody in the game So I'm moving real fast and I'm up I just gotta get it, I been focused on myself So you know I ain't ever gotta front I'm just gonna blow so you know I'll just sit back and give it a couple of months I got these hits on repeat so you know that I'm giving em just what they want I got the bands on return How is this shit you concern Way that I'm heating this up, start a flame so I light up a fire I burn I'm out here teaching you learn You gotta wait till your turn I'm out here killing these rappers I put you down six feet or inside an urn I never light up I pass, I'm moving shit on so fast I gotta get it, I'm quick so I'm down on the pedal straight burning up gas I'm in first place, you got passed I find it funny you last I never went to high school in my life, but I'm still at the top of my class Need the respect I deserve I put em deep in the dirt I didn't kill em the first time, so I gotta throw the hearse back in reverse They out here itching my nerves These little boys never learn How I been feeling like I am so down but I'm really the best I been cursed Boy, y'all ain't ready for the best thing you heard all week Got the drip so I leak Your hair line done it peeked Too much DB's in the vocals got a strong odor from the weed I been coming up, you be falling down, under the dirt on my cleats Football, it's a field goal, it's a field day on the tracks That I'm making, y'all be shaking Set a show up they coming in packs My lungs are both dying from packs My liver is hiding in fear Guess I'll just stay fuzzy, my record is coming, y'all ain't gonna see me in a year And I live in the M.O. and run it back, bring it back Might have a heart attack, matter of fact Y'all just common sheep, I say go on y'all listening It's raining purple I'm an almanac R.I.P. to the legends flying over me Curses and verses I'm trying to spit truth At the end of the day I want pooty tat M.E.O.W. no one is under you Everyone under me I'm who you wanna be I bought my car and you caught the lease And living in silence is hard to be I hear what they saying out on the streets They itching and geeking for my release Jaded, curses, The Fuzz Raps faded