I wish this could have been easier on you

Lyrics

[Intro: kuru] Woah, woah, woah [Verse 1: kuru] Ayy, back like we never left, we be takin' over (Over) Owe it all to that angel on my shoulder (On my shoulder) I'm on Addy, I can't sleep, I'm rolling over Reunited like old times He hit me up, just for that verse he pay the whole fine I started out like shit ain't nothin' to the whole climb (The whole climb) I don't like how, how he movin', he ain't one of mine (He ain't one of mine) Ayy, I been wearin' beauty:beast since 2021 (2021) Shoutout Jacy, already said that shit, but say it more than once You can't play me like a ho, roll one back and then I'm stunned Who the fuck you think I am? Do you think I'm fuckin'—? Ha Do you think I'm fuckin' dumb? Do you think I'm fuckin' stupid? I can't go to bed at night 'cause I keep dreamin' lucid Tell me she don't love you and ask me if I give two shits Karakuru run this shit, bitch, you know like what it is Racks in my pockets, like MrBeast, it's in my [?] She hate when I'm driving 'cause I don't stop at red lights Flockin', they flockin' and I ain't gonna put up fights I don't use the same bars 'cause I still can't write I don't [?] in forever, I won't do this shit forever I don't care about how you feelin', even if it's under weather Me and bro went undercover, we twinnin' just like we tethered I don't care 'bout spotlights, I don't care 'bout all the pressure If you hate me, then do better, got too cold with all the [?] I got Number (N)ine in dresser, you play me, then it's whatever They trollin', but I'm [?], [?] this shits impressive [?] [Verse 2: d0llywood1] Ayy, Karakuru back and we together I'm above that broke shit, even when I'm under the weather Bitch I smoke pressure, I am not a stresser Drippin' demon blood on the Vetements sweatshirt Lipstick kisses on the Margiela dress shirt I know you ain't want me, so why I put in effort? Tell me what you want baby, I am not a guesser Put that shit on, I'm a young emo flexer She said, "Oh yeah, like a young nigga Dexter" Sorry mama, I'm just not a good texter I won't send a text, let alone send a letter If she wanna leave you know I'ma let her [Outro: d0llywood1] Ayy, go, go, go, go Go, go, go, go, go