CUR$ED

I put a lot of trust in these niggas
And i put a lot of trust in these hoes
But now that i need back what i've sewn
Can't none of these mfs pay what they owe
So i say fuck these niggas and curse your souls
May you never sleep a wink
May your moms not grow old
May you only smoke on mid
May you get that new whip and take a road trip

Swerving down the interstate high and get a face full of tail pipe

I dont want you dead unless you dying slow, losing everything you've ever known, and alone too coward to end it all

I'm poppin bottles at your funeral

Im molly fuckin your mama at your funeral

And may your soul never find peace or love

May you wonder and wonder but never understand