Cursed - Intellectual

Niggas talkin' crazy, I just look at bro like, what's the fuckin' word

I been poppin' all these tags, tryna find out what I'm worth

And I been doin' bitches worse, tryna put myself first

I can't never find no love or no trust, I think I'm cursed

Leave a nigga in a hearse before I ever show I'm hurt

I'ma go down by myself, now all these niggas think I'm Kurt (cobain)

I pop a nigga like a pill and I ain't never fuckin' worried

I get sad and buy a bag, they say designer over worries

Yeah, Money over bitches, huh, money over love

Niggas up on Insta, tryna pop it like they fuckin' tough

I ain't nevеr had no father figure, so I had it rough

I'm a diamond in the rough, still been goin' through somе stuff

I ain't never had no love, I ain't never had no trust

Always findin' all my trust inside of all these fuckin' drugs

If I die right fuckin' now, tell my family that I love them

I was always fuckin' thuggin', ain't nobody took nun from me