CURSED

Lyrics

[Intro: Rell Knox] *Ding* You know that sound? Haha Clase Azul for when we feelin' blue We celebrate with '42 This is Gothic Luxury But eyes always rojo, we ain't trippin' off of no ho You feel me? Haha Meechy Dark', but we keep it light We just let the vibes flow, we don't force 'em Matter of fact, only time we force is when we rockin' the all-whites And we call 'em "Uptowns" where we from, you know I'm sayin' Revenge is bittersweet, it's like a thick shorty with bad teeth, but you still gon' take it down Ayo, it's Meechy Dark' Like I said, it's Gothic Luxury, my name is Rell Knox I'ma intro you to this—to this luxurious production Wе here, what you sayin' Meech? Let's gеt it [Verse 1: Meechy Darko] Vengeance is in the path to glory But revenge feel better than being the only man in an orgy with fifty bitches Last week I got my palm read from a gypsy She said I got a dark past, and, "Karma's only inches away from where you're sittin'" Pulled my arm away and said, "Bitch, you better tell me different" She said that, "You deserve what you're gettin'" I paid her in counterfeit money, hopped in the car, and revved up my engine Fuck it, rather die a feared nigga than a scared nigga Yeah, nigga, I said yeah, nigga, ironically, this year, nigga My vision far from impaired, nigga, it ain't clear, nigga Who sent you here, nigga? Shots in your head, nigga Army guns with the hair-triggers Brand new lungs, I smoke different Burn money, crack jokes at broke niggas (Pow-pow) Since life's a joke, I smoke niggas Twisted logic, twisted chronic Higher than Beyoncé budget, I'm just fuckin' honest I'd rather die on the streets than die from police Rather die with my pride than die on my knees Like a bitch, like a whore, like a slut, like a skeez Like a flea, like a cat, like a mutt, take these Matter fact, take that, switch gears, change speed Bad bitch has got a ego, gotta learn how to feed hers Might just be some fees, uh Baddie from Indonesia fuck me for a Visa Still can't tell if she wanna be here Or be here, but fuck it, nigga, we here My voice is an instrument, nigga, I don't need snare Or bass and the treble Come fuck with the Devil if you prepared It ain't sinnin' if you winnin', I believe that Life's a trip, I'm just chillin' with my seat back Vroom-vroom, middle finger as I speed past [Chorus: Kirk Knight] Eyes wide open 'til I see a hunnid mil' (Oh) If I listened to y'all niggas, I wouldn't be here (Oh) I'm just prayin' I can get the mansions on the hills (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) I'm just prayin' I can get my girl the latest heels Curses (Curses), they put curses on me (Curses on me) They put curses (Curses), but it ain't workin' on me, yeah [Bridge: VITA, Meechy Darko, VITA & Meechy Darko] Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Curse me, curse me, curse me, curse me, ooh, Lord They tryna curse me Why you wanna break me down? (Why they wanna break me?) Why they wanna break me down? (Why they wanna break me?) Why they wanna break me down? Curse me, curse me, curse me, curse me, ooh, Lord They tryna curse me Still tryna break me down (Still tryna break me) Why you wanna break me down? (Why you wanna break me down?) [Outro: Rell Knoxx & VITA] Shout-out to all the hatin' niggas watchin' face (Why you wanna break me down?) That just makes the ladies love us more This a celebration, we got so much '42 (Down) You would think it's Times Square train station Ayo, my life's a movie, but you'd never be able to play me Now I just want you to remember that, forever and always (Ooh) Not with a script, not with a crew Not with a cam, not with a booth