Kur - Sheist lyrics

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Kur - Sheist lyrics

I was on La Cienega when I thought of this I was on two bananas when I finally caught the drift Out here, fishing Looking for a chance And I finally caught the sh*t... 2k what I just paid for some pants Don't know why I brought the sh*t I ain't never cry a b*tch When I notice, ni**as ain't support my sh*t Feel like me and ni**as really lost the bond And now we just forcing it How you go from a Crown Vic to Lasabe To ending up porschin it Everyday that I wake up I live like I'm paid I let go of normal sh*t I got a bag But it ain't no need to brag, cus it's always more to get I look out for all of my people and make sure we eating I just don't record the sh*t Before we fu*k She always was busy I fu*ked now she always was bored as sh*t I got a bag but it ain't no need to brag, cuz it's always more to get Lost a few b*tches But naw I ain't trippin I hopped on a boat It was more to fish Only gon give a b*tch two times To ignore my sh*t Then I'm off the b*tch Lotta ni**as on the side line They ain't in the game They just talking sh*t Lil Gwan From the 79 He done turnt it up He a walking lick Had to learn from the lessons Life threw at me That's how I was taught this sh*t Cheated on my girl she don't even want me to touch her She thinkin I caught some sh*t I don't want ni**as around me who look at me side ways When I brought some sh*t Welcome to my life ain't pretty Where I'm from, sheist Get gritty Welcome all the 79 members Welcome to the DC Committee Thinking what if E he was wit me Living up the street from the stu Telling him and P come get me Flying it got wings on the Bentley I just got wings Went to David's Still the same bull I'm from Philly Said she want smoke Told her hit me I be on goat sh*t I'm billy b*tches that I stroke super pretty Had to ghost She too friendly Writing in my notes Need a milli I was on post wit a glizzy ni**as let it off til it's empty ni**as let it off til it's em I made sacrifice after sacrifice So we all could win I made In the end I start losing friends I gave Everything in me Jus tryna go big I paved The way for you ni**as You ni**as is kids I prayed For everything that I got now And it happen quick I laid Wit some of the baddest b*tches I'm talking all tens Taking these tens all day A menace to society like I'm Larenz no Tate If I sell my soul I like what is my friends gon say? In the truck in I'm smoking and Brent Faiyaz been on play I'm talking to Wan And he told me he could do this sh*t all day If this rapping ain't work, I woulda got rich one day Rich someway If this rapping ain't work I woulda got rich one day If this rapping ain't work I woulda got rich someway If this rapping ain't work, I still woulda got rich

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