[Lyric] Kurxxed Emeraldz Alternate Version (Luci4)

[Part 1]

[Intro]
Hear-hear-
I make-I make songs for you to hear and niggas barely fucking hear 'em
I make these songs for you to hear and niggas barely fucking hear 'em
I make these songs for you to hear and niggas barely fucking hear 'em
I make these songs for you to hear and niggas barely fucking hear 'em
I'm on the other side of fear, I want to fucking 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 fucking pointless (JEWELX), I'm not еven really here
I make these songs for you to hear and niggas barely fucking hear-
Other side of fear, I want to fucking disappear
I barely fit in with my peers, I ain't been happy in some years
You always fuck with niggas, ho, my niggas know that you a thot
You a bitch we got to drop, o-o-on your ass, you gettin' popped
Yeah, your ass be gettin' shot, my nigga swipe your fucking head off
[?] what they sayin', and you think I'm fucking playing
Ain't nobody fucking playing, shorty hit my phone again
That bitch mad I'm born to win, I'm back on it now but I'm doing it again
Pull up to your ass it's your old one again, I ain't call no one [?]
[?] got no type now, let me give a hoe these bands
[Part 2]

[Intro]
Fucking-fucking
I make these songs for you to hear and niggas barely fucking hear 'em
I make these songs for you to hear and niggas barely fucking hear 'em
I make these songs for you to hear and niggas barely fucking hear 'em

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