Havoc

By Kur

On Have Not

Released on October 24, 2016

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Verse 1:

I done lost count of all the bitches that i fucked on IG

Life gave me lemons and i put them lemons in my hot tea

Wake up in the morning look outside the window bunch of palm trees

Cars heavy like i'm part of mobb deep i'm a dying breed

I was mad as shit, I was stuck in Dallas, tryna find weed

Me & coop wore top 10s, nigga now we top 3

Had niggas laid out on concrete for them oxys

Bitch text me, said she gon slide when she leave Roxys

I was high as shit last night think I lost 5 gs

Yeah he got this yeah he got that, he ain't got these

Ain't learnt my lesson i keep wilding

When i'm depressed i just keep shopping

Beat bully got the beat knocking

Young kur got the streets popping

Bitches i fuck em and peace sign em

Mind my business and i keep grinding

Bentley expenses they screenshot it

Love all my niggas my team solid

Either way it go my team rocking

Me and my man we would nissan it

Me and my man had the grams popping

Hook:

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Verse 2:

Hang with criminals and bank robbers

New years might do saint thomas

Rappers fussing with they fake diamonds

Hiding out like we can't find ya

Miss Al but i can't dial em

Aunty house move them grams out it

7 deep in a van crowded

Think its sweet get ya man shot at

All that fuck shit don't get acknowledged

I don't like niggas gettin rowdy

Feel that hot shit, that'll calm him

Where my block at? right behind me

Con-artist so you can't calm me

You a sucker, can't stand by me

I don't care what niggas said 'bout me

She was pretty, got some bread out me

Before she left, I got some head out her

Do it all for some red bottoms

LA flight I had the red alliard

When I'm done I let my man try it

I ain't looking if I can't buy it

I done woke up on a damn island

How you living gwan can't call it

How you feeling gwan lil' nauseous

People told me that i'm standoffish

I just landed bout to slide through Walter's

Boy some fan is looking for some darker

I ain't nothing like her baby father

Learned the game I had to play it smarter

Let my pride go and I went farther

My boys O putting on for Florida

All my Zoe's trapping out in Florida

Outro:

Top 3(16x)