Curt Go Bang - Curtis: текст песни id 68976110
Stay sharp like I only play black keys, I’m in a dark space
All my sense low key left ha I stay based
Surrounded by all this bullshit, no farmer
They couldn’t fuck our revolution, coming round like karma
You niggas way too high, could never stay grounded
Another fucken wave goes bye/by, new whack career founded
S on my chest as I rise I’m fucking up your Lane
I’m the key to my sanity, yeah I’m half in sane
Acting smug, man I alter 'tudes while you niggas stay plain
Juvenile delinquents coz you niggas must be kidding every day
Gotta clean up the mess yo that’s the reason I was made
Steps to this shit here/hair, skip it wonder why careers always fade
Let it go
Turn to my ego
Never keep the deal low
Aim then I reload
High price on my head, only aim to be the goat oh
I only aim to be the goat yah!
High tailing out the dark space
(Whatcha want)
Needa vent might blow out your damn brains
When Curt Go Bang inch closer to nirvana
Hah
Took so long to notice that their favourite’s garbage
I’m awesome
Flossing but you gotta brush up on your shit
'Rraa rraa' that’s another fucken hit
Battery but your career would never touch bars
Sports cars with no drive
Are you alive
Seen more life in the dead of the west side
Woo
High tailing out the dark space
Needa vent or might blow out my damn brain
(No Courtney) I love this shit, finna kill it
Been patient just to show you I’m ill with it
Steal a watch, hah, take a moment
Notice that I’m always golden
With the touch, Midas if I ever wrote it
Quote it, it’s my season it’s been a long drop, all your other fake deep shit
always bogus
Slow it
Down no Bobby V
Got em all in a trance g
Been serving bars ever since I was a minor
No ID pray to God I better find your
Love since you’ve claimed all you want is real
Empty all emotions on you, still wouldn’t know how to feel
Keep my thoughts concealed like a side piece
Everybody that i watch blew up with the right timing
Happiness I need more where we finding
Swimming against the current while you stay biting
Never felt more alive than when I am dying
Ha
Y’all making it off of paying for plays, no Hamilton
New releases dated, aging/asian, no fucking mandarin
Like that
High tailing out the dark space
(Whatcha want)
Needa vent might blow out your damn brains
When Curt Go Bang inch closer to nirvana
Hah
Took so long to notice that their favourite’s garbage
I’m awesome
Flossing but you gotta brush up on your shit
'Rraa rraa' that’s another fucken hit
Battery but your career would never touch bars
Sports cars with no drive
Are you alive
Seen more life in the dead of the west side
Woo
High tailing out the dark space
Needa vent or might blow out my damn brain
(No Courtney) I love this shit, finna kill it
Been patient just to show you I’m ill with it
When your life is going down
Ain’t no steps to save it now
Last lifeline you take the crown
Last lifeline you make you proud
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