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wok to blackrock - curtisy (irl) lyrics

[verse 1: curtisy]
i put me soul in the music (yeah yeah)
i really do this (yeah)
i wanna know what the truth is (yeah)
i’m not feeling this (yeah yeah)
step on the beat and i’m p**ping (uh yeah)
i’m like the new ting (yeah)
switching it up like a mood ring (switching it up, i’m switching it up)
finish the liquor real quick, i’m filling the cup (huh?)
up to the top, no matter how much is in it, it isn’t enough (yeah)
i’m too comfortable cause everyone been biggin’ me up (yeah yeah)
they want a piece of the pie, it isn’t the love (oh)
got this beat off rory sweeney, think it might fit like a glove
they brought a stick in the club, i brought a spliff in the tub (yuh)
all these sessions get depressing, chap, it isn’t a buzz (yeah)
you said this sh*t doesn’t slap, but it literally does (slap)

[verse 2: ahmed, with love.]
i get shy, i can’t talk in the club, so i do my silly little dance
look what i can do with my hands
you don’t even know what i can do in my hands
i was entangled getting real st*rdy
workman’s getting real st*rdy
i was at [?] getting real st*rdy
dropping real low, i was getting real dirty
i was too high at the mb gig so i snuck out the back and i left the room early
six four locos, that’s 30
now i gotta go cold turkey, psych nah
i just got 34 white claws
i was in the backstage, you was on the sidewalks
i was lit, you was rolling with the lights out
at the right cost shows get sold out
i smoked trees like breeze, i was blown out
on the beat with ease, i zoned out
stocking lettuce and cheese on the road now
i took the wok to blackrock
selling out shows with a mac and fl cracked out loaded on my laptop
[verse 3: curtisy]
pass the joint to me like they just passed me the olympic torch
if it’s paper blunts, i beat, i think i need some sh*t to scorch
i just blazed a big spliff, i’m chilling in this little porche
through the keys into the sea, i think i need some sh*t to pour
her eyes are open doors, but evanescence said “before she went to [?]”
but she gave up, i think she smelled the essence [?]
avoiding sleep, avoiding k holes
i fought depression first
they always say the best is last
at last i rest, i rest me worries
coughin’ up, i’m throwin’ down
i’m throwin’ up, but i hold you down
i can still g lock it
if i’m going white, i’m going brown
i’ve been feeling tired, i’ve been fatigued
i’m like a soldier now
and we’ve been people but i never noticed you are older now
2 [?] body benz, it ain’t double barrel
saw’n off like the filter when you smokin’ carols
i’ve been sawing like a [?] they could be making arrows
when i die just wrap me around the body like paper at the [?]
that’s 50 times 22, that’s 1600
i’m acting like i’m cool, but that’s some big numbers
now i couldn’t keep the stick i’m not a big tree hugger
born [?] the streets until the f*cking streets see rubber

- curtisy irl lyrics

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