Curve Cologne Freestyle - Sy Ari Da Kid

Them wins don’t compare to losses

I get so much work done at the crib like I made an office

COVID symptoms, it’s hard to breathe, I can hear 'em coughin'

We comin' in pound for pound like Terence Crawford

Only the weak drown in the creek like where was Dawson?

Feds had my brother in the can like Vienna sausage

This for them girls I hurt but promised I never would hurt 'em

Them girls that’ll borrow your boxers and never return 'em

The girl that won’t return your hoodie, instead, she gon' burn it

But whatever the purpose, you never deserved it

We go back like Curve the cologne

I still know I hurt you, I’m wrong

I still know you muted my Pandora station tryna pretend like

You ain’t never heard of them songs

I hate it, but them broads been lovin' it

All this arguin', all this fussin' and they relate to it

All this stubborn shit, you could call it what you want

But it’s all what comes with it

The girls, the cars, and drugs and shit

Excuses got me lost because of it

Still gon' put your voicemail on a song

So sue me, go to court like fuck it, bitch

Even if the judge say I lost

Give you all the publishin', all the royalties, all that was comin' in

Even though my manager gon' probably say I’m lost and buggin'

I just can’t let it go when my heart still want it, what’s up?

Heartbreaker, women crusher, part player

Pause waitin', stop textin', let’s talk later (Yeah)

Half Black and half Spanish and Caucasian

Chest doin' track and field, your heart racin'

We nowhere official, I don’t know what’s the issue

I picked a fight before your birthday, baby

Just 'cause I ain’t know what to get you

Used to connect to your soul when I kissed you

Now I’m knowin' that it’s over

And I’m hopin' that you know that I miss you

Yeah

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