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kurby - heartache lyrics

[verse 1]
now i don’t tell the truth too often but i’m bouta spit some straight up facts
i been sitting in this chair for months, wondering why i’m so wack
my music is confusing and i might just lose it
with all the f-ckin’ negativity towards myself, i’m through it
i’m done, this ain’t fun, i ain’t doing what i used to
that’s a gun, pull this one, maybe two, so nice to lose you
yet again, that’s the bell, this my life, this is h-ll
this ain’t right, this ain’t well, got my heartache going still, ay

[hook]
they say i’m a joke and i’ll never get big well guess what i like to disagree
they say i’m a fraud when i’m really a god, i don’t see anyone dissing me
you say i’m a d-ck and expect me to pick you back up when you ain’t missing me
well i hope that you’re stressing, just know this your lesson, don’t ever try messing the f-ck up with me

[verse 2]
back to the present, god’s giver of presents
they bow the f-ck down when they know of my presence
my essence is infiltrating your body your shoddy
you can’t even keep me out your lobby
try to f-ck with me, yeah you wish
all these r-t-rds gettin’ hooked like fish
you think you can step to me, come on let’s go
this track is the winter i’ll freeze it like snow
plowing these b-tches, i’m making some riches
i’m wishin i’m not really makin’ no riches
these witches and snakes slitherin’ through the blades
of the gr-ss, take a blade to the -ss, no thanks i’ll p-ss
needa p-ss the offer, needa stop her
she keeps f-ckin’ with my head, like the author
of my life keeps writing this bullsh-t
i’d love to see anyone write this spit
no sh-t, i’m dying, crying maybe
crying babies, f-ckin’ noises they ain’t stoppin’ lately
stay up late, we ain’t got plans, no
talk sh-t, look at all of my fans though
after “forget” man like where did my fans go
droppin’ this sh-t and they back, make amens tho
life’s a question, no solution
ready for your execution

[outro]
you think i’m a joke, you’re a b-tch, you’re a liar, set fire, i’m wired, ain’t tired, i’m back
attack, i don’t know why or the sky am i higher a flier above all these wacks
the facts, everybody tryna be me, tryna beat me, they all know they won’t meet me
up at the top, keepin’ my spot, not the real kurby, take a f-ckin’ seat g

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