Текст песни The Curse Of The Gifted

(Verse)
Life’s better when you look good
And yo mama straight dope, honestly still lookin forward
Some type of battles cuz the status got me jah trippin
Cuz I like my bitches but I love these dickers on my getting spitting
Tell me what you feelin different
No one used the bread winner
And it’s red you have
They say your gang feel you
But it is like you dope just not dope enough
And the closest you’ll be probin you to open up
And to do so you must roll one up
And it’s lonely at the top
They say me that they feelin me
I eat this game and shit this out
My dirty draws got winning streaks
I’m in too deep, this industry is sayin to a nigga
Got change like them, just but ain’t changed like them bruh bruh
The only shit on my old shit cuz I’m on shit
But I was pumpin in ’06 with the slow shit
Now my dreams is nothing more than minimal thoughts
Machine gon fluctuate those speakers to God
And I’m tired though
And I’m high too
But it’s like my music made these niggas turn they pride to fool
Yea, yall don’t even gotta love us
But you better respect this motherfucker ah, you don’t know shit

(Hook)
Set aside the suckers
Set aside the suckers
And yall don’t even gotta love us
But you will respect this motherfuckin hustle, real shit W.A.L.E. - The Curse Of The Gifted - http://ru.motolyrics.com/wale/the-curse-of-the-gifted-lyrics.html

(Verse)
See life better when you know you real
I know some niggas is winnin but ain’t been home in years
Pray to not know the feeling, sitting on a couple million
Sipping pretentious liquids
Ease with they money when hella finding is on the trippin
Like you were flowed I bet yourself that you worth 60 mill
So we keep that circle small and never let no squares in there
It’s double M G, I hope they know the set
Don’t you come for second whip unless yo mama out today
Shout out to my girls in Bola, be home in a minute yep
My nigga’s at the rivers correctional, that’s me in that vent
They thought I wasn’t winning, the crew full of troubles
But I do, I shit the game and came out a gold rapper
I should be loving my accomplishments
But a brand new Maserati got me plottin on another hit
Success is like a neverending battle
Well whoever at the top and if that’s you you who you tryna hear
The top of my last shit, it’s all that I ask er
I pray you forgive me if I don’t bask in this chapter
I’m a legend, I chose to talk about rappers
Cuz in this establishment you ain’t never established

(Hook x2)
Set aside the suckers
Set aside the suckers
And yall don’t even gotta love us
But you will respect this motherfuckin hustle, real shit

This is the story about the price of fame
But the love for the dollar
Is because they cannot change