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curt@!n$ - gorgeous lyrics

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[curt@!n$]
black dior denim, footwear bottega
never perfect on the pen, and on the weather
t-shirt hever, and yea got some holes in it
but i’m in whatever, as long as there some holes in it
sick of hearing n-ggas and their old fibbing
you just a new school rapper with an old gimmick
plus you got my old image
flipping invisible birds, n-ggas ghost dealing
talking ’bout how you cop pies and you pop guys
you can’t play popeye with no spinach
i be everywhere and back, see every time i land there
somebody at the airport, n-gga i got fam there
b-tch, holler at a n-gga don’t just stand there
you can’t really say you fly without airfare
i know a hundred n-ggas, thousand dollar outfits
still living at home, still on their momma couches
and i don’t go out much but every time i go out
i show out and i can pull the b-tch you out with
she left that n-gga stuck like a vegetable
don’t mind her, a real n-gga what she checking for
and if she checking dough, i tell her there
you get what’s right of the decimal, looky here
i got bills to pay, i got rent in l.a
i just left ny, i’ll be back in a day
i was out in new orleans, riding through the third ward
seeing people starving, give a man a dollar for his
troubles and said sorry, wish i could do more
but i be up in barney’s, flipping through some bauman
for a bargain, i got a watch when i spin
end of the day it’s just cotton and thread
and pinky on my arm, like dope you gotta go in
n-gga i stay’s in like winter when it’s snowing
sh-t…

ain’t no pressure if i’m want it, i need it
i can feel it slowly creeping away from me
i’m only here, so why you playing, i’m saying
i will never ever let you live this down, down, down

- curtn lyrics

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