Kurxxed Emeraldz (Alternate Version) lyrics

[Part 1]

[Intro]
Hear-hear—
I make-I make songs for you to hear and n*ggas barely f*cking hear 'em
Make these songs for you to hear and n*ggas barely f*cking hear 'em
Make these songs for you to hear and n*ggas barely f*cking hear 'em
Make these songs for you to hear and n*ggas barely f*cking hear 'em
I'm on the other side of fear, I want to f*cking disappear
That boy busting here on the one though, no V though (That kid over there, he got what—)
And shе sexy—
Uh

[Verse]
Everything is f*cking pointless (JEWELXX), I'm not еven really here
I make these songs for you to hear and n*ggas bare—, f*ckin'—
O-O-other side of fear, I want to f*cking disappear
I barely fit in with my peers, I ain't been happy in some years
You always f*ck with n*ggas, ho, my n*ggas know that you a thot
You a b*tch we got the drop, on your ass, you gettin' popped
Yeah, your ass be gettin' shot, my n*gga swipe your f*cking head off
Won't tell what about they sayin', and you think I'm f*ckin' playin'?
Ain't nobody f*cking playin', shorty hit my phone again
And that b*tch mad, I'm born to win, I'm back on it now, but I'm doin' it again
Pull up to the house, it's your home again, I ain't call no one
Ain’t no holding a band
I’m in your crib, hoe got no top on, like n*gga I'm up in ya' bed
[Part 2]

[Intro]
f*ckin'- f*ckin'—
Songs for you-for you-for you
Barely f*ckin'-f*ckin'
Songs for you to hear and n*ggas barely f*cking hear 'em
I make these songs for you to hear and n*ggas barely f*cking hear 'em

[Verse]
Maserati, ride with a trident on the front
AR in the passenger, another AR in the trunk
I pulled up into the park just so I can roll a boof
Bruh, I'm good, I don't want to hit your skinny ass blunt
In the hood, campin' out, jumpin' out if you fled
Tryna run and you done, you get shot in the back
Taking pics with that gun, n*gga, that's not your strap
On the net making threats, n*gga, that's f*cking whack
Tryna trip in the club, n*gga, your ass get clapped
'Cause your b*tch in the bed, how you feel about that?
n*ggas fake, n*ggas crip, I don't f*ck with the act
I just stick to the script, and I flip for the racks
And this thick looking b*tch who be smart to the crib
She in the passenger, yeah, she eating di*k, need a bib
See an opp, I'ma make a mess like I'm eating ribs
She like, "Axx, boy, I love your ass, can I get a kiss?"
f*ck a watch, I don't f*ck with time, got a empty wrist
[Outro]
I make these songs for you to hear and n*ggas barely f*cking hear 'em
I make these songs for you to hear and n*ggas barely f*cking hear 'em
I make these songs for you to hear and n*ggas barely f*cking hear 'em
I make these songs for you to hear and n*ggas barely f*cking hear 'em
I make these songs for you to hear and n*ggas barely f*cking hear 'em
I make these songs for you to hear and n*ggas barely f*cking hear 'em