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omelly - worse than this lyrics

[intro: kur]
worse than this…

[chorus: kur] (5x)
it’s been worse than this (yeah)
i ain’t trippin’ off of nothin’, it’s been worse than this
it’s been worse than this..

really worse than this…

[verse 1: omelly]
ain’t no time to trip now, sh-t, i’ve been through it all
praying 5 times a day, all praise to allah
it was (?) 96′ when i got that call
said my mom ain’t gonna make it, i had to take that loss
i was 10 years old, that sh-t left me scarred
ripped me apart, i cried several nights in the dark
i remember summer 92′, my uncle rob got murked
my grams looked me in the eyes, said i’m gonna be a winner
i remember coming home heating up tv dinners
toast and b-tter, closed my eyes, wished it was steak
oodles and noodles, sugar in it, that was my plate
gone!

[chrous: kur] (5x)

[verse 2: kur]
should i stay or should i go?
i was saving, funds was low
back aching on the floor, mom’s hate me even more
fiends waiting by her door, quick to take it if it’s yours
n-ggas’ hating, making stories, from the bas-m-nt, that’s my story
mom thinking, now she worried, i’m (?) and i’m dirty
caught and 8th, n-ggas’s served me, switch a (?), that’s on purpose
some mistakes, i ain’t perfect, dawg, i pray when it ain’t working
felt ashamed, felt worthless, (?)
i was posted, making purchases, floating half of 30’s
b-tches joking, trying to curve me
i kept going, ain’t no worries
i was hoping i got courage, i was floating..
i was posted, never nervous, i got 30, catch this 30, for real

[chrous: kur] (5x)

[verse 3: dave east)
i started with nothing, i had to grind for it
i couldn’t afford gucci or tom ford
needed a hoopty from the auction, asked my mom for it
trying to be a champ with this music, i got lebron on it
i started getting money and put my guys on it
this (?) dropped that, gotta cut it, they wait in line for it
i bomb on anything, they think saddam on em
you getting money, they don’t like that sh-t
they’ll drop a dime on you
hearing n-ggas’ hating, have me steaming like a hot sauna
knowing i’ll bring it to your door like i’m tom warner
(?) on me, early morning like i’m tom joyner
8 ball full of diamonds, my uncle said “i hope your .9 on you”
it been way worse, east side..

[chrous: kur] (5x)

- omelly lyrics

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