| Life’s better when your niggas good, and your mama straight
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| I’m honestly still looking for some type of balance
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| Cuz the status got me jah tripping
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| Cuz I like my bitch, but I love these bitches on my dick
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| When spitting tell me what you feeling different knowing you’s the bread winner
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| And it’s rare you hear niggas say they can’t feel you
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| But in your ears like he dope, just not dope enough
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| And the closest ho would be probin you to open up
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| And to do so you must roll one up
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| And it’s lonely at the top
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| They say me that they feelin me
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| I eat this game and shit this out
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| My dirty draws got winning streaks
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| I’m in too deep, this industry is sayin to a nigga
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| Got change like them, just but ain’t changed like them nigga nigga
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| The only shit on my old shit cuz I’m on shit
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| But I was pumpin in '06 with the slow shit
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| Now my dreams is nothing more than minimal thoughts
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| Machine gon fluctuate those speakers to God
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| And I’m tired though
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| And I’m high too
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| But it’s like my music made these niggas turn they pride to fool
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| Yea, yall don’t even gotta love us
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| But you better respect this motherfucker ah, you don’t know shit
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| Satisfaction’s for suckers
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| Satisfaction’s for suckers
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| And yall don’t even gotta love us
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| But you will respect this motherfuckin hustle, real shit
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| See life better when you know you real
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| I know some niggas is winnin but ain’t been home in years
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| Pray to not know the feeling, sitting on a couple million
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| Sipping pretentious liquids
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| Ease with they money when hella finding is on the trippin
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| Like you were flowed I bet yourself that you worth 60 mill
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| So we keep that circle small and never let no squares in there
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| It’s double M G, I hope they know the set
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| Don’t you cop a second whip unless yo mama out of debt
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| Shout out to my girls in Bola, be home in a minute yep
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| My nigga’s at the rivers correctional, that’s me in that vent
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| They thought I wasn’t winning, the crew full of troubles
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| But I do, I fucked the game and came out a gold rapper
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| I should be loving my accomplishments
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| But a brand new Maserati got me plottin on another hit
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| Success is like a neverending battle
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| Well whoever at the top and if that’s you you who you tryna hear
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| The top of my last shit, it’s all that I ask er
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| I pray you forgive me if I don’t bask in this chapter
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| I’m a legend out Georgetown, we talkin bout practice
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| Cuz in this establishment you ain’t never established
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| This is the story about the price of fame
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| But the love for the dollar
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| Is because they cannot change |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Curse of the Gifted , by - Wale. Song from the album The Gifted, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп