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cursed - niouport lyrics

first things first
ion even need to rehe*rs*
f*ck that sh*t take ur shoes off
matter of fact my b*tch also gon take ur purse
need morphine in it’s veins next time tell my nurse
land down in san antonio no lie no pinocchio
i ball harder than the spurs
don’t even matter if my words slur
my whole life be a blur
onto the next verse
my life since 17 still a d*mn curse
me tryna take over
the universe
over some
sh*t rap goofys before i’m in my hе*rs*

i remembеr when i ain’t have no food
and had nun to drink
i’ll dismember 9 b*tches an 10 men every december
just remember ur temper
before i flush ur brains down the sink
i know i’m on track i’m on the beat i’m in sync
feelin better than a psychic i’m my own band better than insync
hold that thought while i pick out a new cuban link
never gave a f*ck this rap gift stuck and ion care what they think
promise i’ll think deep i’ll never sink
make my girl ink
but i still know imma saint
saint nick w the gifts
w the custom made piano riffs
put the powder down i only smoke now
ion even need to sniff
take a whiff of this sh*t
watch ur back homie don’t fall off that cliff

i need me custom balenciagas
walk in da store drop my first stack on the floor
like idgaf i’ll make more
way more
i’ll crowd surf
won’t bust a nerve
and i’ll come back for an encore
i’m a senior in this sh*t
still a junior as a kid but no soph0m*re
try 2 run up on me i got sh*t planted on the ground u go kaboom
i’ll assume from my claymore
an again i’ll mentor myself
on my way to the drug store

you might never make it back
don’t back track
niouport in the club good sport when i show up 21, mac tucked
an i won ever run or back track
if anyone ever try 2 hit me
i know sh*t only gon be in black jack
i hit the road i got the life cheat codes
and my backpack
flashback to all these cheap hoes
low blows ion want any of that
i found my other half
head in the trees high as sh*t
feeling like when i split im higher than a giraffe
i’m my own headcoach qb an halfback
i never wanna have to smoke another roach
an hopefully i ain’t even gotta imagine all that
the cats out the bag, or the cats still in the hat
man y’all dirty motherf*ckers stupid muggers stupid f*ckers
y’all recall this? hopefully before you cross me an get whacked
i ain’t no actor this ain’t no act
i need my first million on the table at interscope
nice an neatly stacked
bands on top of bands
when i land just to see where y’all been at

- niouport lyrics

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