curse Lyrics

Cash in the check, trust the process

On a mission, I came and I conquered, honest I

Wake up feeling like, get my money right

Fuck the 9 to 5, fuck around, and lose my mind

What's ur addiction baby, what's ur ambition lately

If you down to cooling, I can get you high

Tunnel vision on that 7 figures, I just want a picture

Still patiently waiting, baby, I promise I'd never lie

Baby, I want you to say it's all that you need

(These thoughts last longer than tattoos, got me in the mood)

Go ahead and put it on me

Baby, blood rushing my face, can hardly breathe

(Before it pierce the skin, a dollar might just do)

Turn on the lights so I can see

Bounce, you needa fucking bounce right now

Stop daydreaming about shit and get the fuck out

I ain't got time to waste

These bitches fucking basic

Tourists, Murakamis

Swipe a Rari

Mama congratulating I can catch a body

I never expected

Fuck you talking about bitch

Take a shot and suck a

Toss a burner, catch a body

I was never the expected

Straight from Shanghai, she said I sounded like the Asian Freeman Think I caught some feelings, she feel my patience thinning

I mean I'm just trynna win streak or get her streaking

Ain't no reason, got me scheming, name the baby Morgan

Generational money, just trynna get it ya bish

OK, dot on these fuckers, know where I'm coming from, bish

Now this the type of shit that gets them pissed off,

Slick talk, I can make y'all disappear with a flick of the wrist

I need fast cars, pills, bitches, money, liquor,

Invest in some trust, my ego getting bigger

Anybody a killer and if I can't get it

Push 'em to the edge, it gon' be an Armageddon

Devil said, for 500 dollars you can pay for a gun

And reduce that man's net worth to nothing

How we gon' both get rich when you keep being a bum

Hit a lick and I'm gone, son, don't be a cunt

Baby, I want you to say it's all that you need

(These thoughts last longer than tattoos, got me in the mood)

Go ahead and put it on me

Baby, blood rushing my face, can hardly breathe

(Before it pierce the skin, a dollar might just do)

Turn on the lights so I can see

Homies said, until you get it how could you know

Imagine how you would feel if this girl's looks could kill

On the way to a third degree, plotting on bitches still

Then proceeds to spend his pennies on Amiris and pills

Concrete jungles, computers, life of commuters

Used to scream gon' fuck the world over

Graduated, sold my diploma

Do as it suits you

But I know Beggars can't be choosers

Yeah, 72 hours,

Just hit another quota

Dreams of waking lucid

I might fucking lose it

All these bitches accusing

Media could never fool us

Truth is, we never sober

Taking pills as sutures

Drop top and exposure

everybody go stupid

Mama said fuck is your rationale

Always gon' be a better house

Always gon' be a better route

Bitches you can't trust 'em now

You just gotta make it count

Old days gon' seem better now

Simpler time, simpler vows

All we need is love, Lord, happiness, and some money of course

You close your eyes to take a look above

When the devil knocks, I'll be right around

A lifetime's worth will never be enough

When death crawls in don't make a sound