$teph bL!zzy - CURSED FREESTYLE

I'm cursed, I'm blessed
I'm hurt, I'm stressed
I work, to death
I'm craving, success
I'm dope, I'm fresh
I'm low, depressed
I know, you're pressed
You won't, impress
Cause you ain't perfect
I know that you're a mess
But I still dont think less of you
But I still won't ever mess with you bitch

Took a lil break from showin my face
Putting in work got a lot on my plate
A lot on my mind so I gotta meditate
Will I live or die well I guess its my fate
I stay lowkey, dont act like you know me
Yall phony, like my little pony
I was so broke, we'd fry up bologna
Right on the stove, I was wearing old clothing
Get rich or die tryin'
Now you know my motives
We the dopest outtve clovis
P ville, we still
Runnin round t town ever since i was little
I'm lyrically gifted
Because of that I have made it my mission
To admit that I have ambition
Mix it with my intuition
I'm a misfit ever since I was a kid
Always noticed I'm different
Nobody listens to my intentions
Fuck around piss me off and I'll leave an indention in ya head, images
That are so scary you're wetting the bed
My money im betting that you'll be forgetting the times that you dissed me
I know that you'll miss me
'Member I insisted
I was finna be big shit
Release big hits
Receive interest on all the doubt
What is that about?
When I make it big y'all be tryna get the clout
Nobody was around I was livin in a drought
I'm a sucka for the money and I'll say it real proud
Gotta get a dolla I just wanna be balla
Tryna spoil my mama
Tryna spoil my mama

I never wanted to impress you, I tend to get a bit intense
Unless you deescalate I might initiate immediate self defense
I'm catching my breath, cause my vocab is a test
So I am rappin the best, but I am lackin the bread
Lacking the cheddar, packin the gas a barretta
And I got one in the head, fuck around and end up dead
I aint bout that life but I might take a life
But I always try and strive for a clean piece of mind
I see a lot of people comin in and out my sight
They be walkin round actin like they ass is blind
I got some old friends like that, I give that energy right back, I'm like oh my bad
Fuck it
Gotta leave they ass behind
Ima leave it to the great divine
Trust it
I really been inside my mind
Goin thru it this why I rhyme
Now look, coming soon
GENERATIONAL CURSE
The best shit that you've ever heard Consider this reassurance
The awards it deserves
I can ensure, are coming
Coming soon to a store near you
$teph bL!zzy is finna bloom
Prayin 4 the future too
Prayin 4 the future too

I'm cursed, I'm blessed
I'm hurt, I'm stressed
I work, to death
I'm craving, success
I'm dope, I'm fresh
I'm low, depressed
I know, you're pressed
You won't, impress
Cause you ain't perfect
I know that you're a mess
But I still dont think less of you
But I still won't ever mess with you bitch

Written by:
Stephen Bustamante

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