CHEIF_ROCKA

Cursed v1 track 1

CHEIF_ROCKA
Cursed v1 track 1

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20 Aug 2018

its a shame how I became in the search for fame a nigger only went insane and after all the rain and the pain its like the only thing could save me was a bullet to the fucking brain. fuck the fame I do it to get my baby momma out the trap game. I need you home so I know you are safe and not alone. every day police tap my phone and people come to break into my home. thats why I keep a .44 close to the door. shoot em up shoot em up stupid fucking whore now your deceased on the floor ohh thought you was raw not any more. what could I do but be a thug and slang drugs I had to feed my fucking family there was no way society breaking me the thought of prison started shaking me but then I remembered Im a real motherfucking gee. can't you see that there never going to change me even if all eyes on me thug life all I know is strife thats why I can't keep it together for my wife. fuck the world cause we cursed since birth only way out is in a heurs figured that when I used to go through my mothers purse on the search to get my mind off this earth. bogan pride thats just how I ride logan boi never hide but you step to me and my trunk is the last place you will reside. in the river is where your body will slide feel the vibe now tell me nigger you down to ride tell me are you afraid to die dear momma dont cry just go inside cause your boy just seen another humaside.

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1 year ago

I’m feeling this ❤️

6 years ago

its a shame how I became in the search for fame a nigger only went insane and after all the rain and the pain its like the only thing could save me was a bullet to the fucking brain. fuck the fame I do it to get my baby momma out the trap game. I need you home so I know you are safe and not alone. every day police tap my phone and people come to break into my home. thats why I keep a .44 close to the door. shoot em up shoot em up stupid fucking whore now your deceased on the floor ohh thought you was raw not any more. what could I do but be a thug and slang drugs I had to feed my fucking family there was no way society breaking me the thought of prison started shaking me but then I remembered Im a real motherfucking gee. can't you see that there never going to change me even if all eyes on me thug life all I know is strife thats why I can't keep it together for my wife. fuck the world cause we cursed since birth only way out is in a heurs figured that when I used to go through my mothers purse on the search to get my mind off this earth. bogan pride thats just how I ride logan boi never hide but you step to me and my trunk is the last place you will reside. in the river is where your body will slide feel the vibe now tell me nigger you down to ride tell me are you afraid to die dear momma dont cry just go inside cause your boy just seen another humaside.

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