Curtains

In search for living my best life
Trying to get my shit just right
I came in this game to set heights
Got a feeling I just might
…More like I’m sure
I know I could
I’m more than good, I’m great
I’m great like Frosted Flakes
On time they often late
A lost debate
We pouncing places
Been everywhere, I just been bouncing lately
Ain’t been myself and I been talking Crazy
Oh my God these. foreign cars
Got me fucking broads I don’t recall
What’s yo name again sweetheart
Didn’t mean to cut u off
Na
And I would never change on purpose
If I switched up on ya, you deserve it
Must ain’t serve no purpose
What’s yo worth these niggas worthless
Nun but clowns in these game it’s a circus
Time to close the curtains
These niggas is amusement they entertainment
Ain’t no substance no sustainment
Jus ignoramus ah shame
You make a fool of yourself. then you the blame
Can’t point the finger
Clown ass … mother fucking Krusty
Fucking bozo. Emmett Kelly.
You ain’t ready shit get ugly
Pastor Troy Bitch we ready
Hoe let’s boogie. yea
I look like Trayvon in my hoodie
Bitch what’s goodie
Let’s get these curtains closed fully
Then come back like member me I’m the bully
All too familiar fury like a deep three from curry
I’m currently counting currency
We clocking this shit
We already won Bitch
Ain’t no stoping this shit
Plenty niggas jumping fences
I been watching this shit
If you changed on me first
How I’m not finna switch
Nigga these politics
Ain’t got yo vote
Before u leave
You gone be bowing bitch
Don’t doubt me bitch
These promises. I got this shit