The Cure

Kota the Friend

[Verse 1]
I used to give a lot of shits
Now I leave the crib in a dingy tee shirt and moccasins
My ex girl happy, been hearing she gettin married
The devil’s from New York City, the reason I be in Cali
I got a son, no wife, they askin how come?
Cause I ain’t finna settle for nothing lesser than blessings every day
I’m just looking for my place, they too needy for my taste
How much time I’m finna waste, not another moment
Grey goose fly me far away from all the vultures
Solitude got a nigga reaching the impossible
Niggas really thought I was done but shit I just begun
Fuck a diamond, I’m shining like I’m the fuckin sun
They goin blind, it’s blowing they whole mind
They doubted in ’09 now they watching the whole grind
Achilles they don’t find, they feelin these dope rhymes
They sniffin these coke lines, reluctant to cosign the cure

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