Dioscuri - Waterberg Baby/Lost Girl$ Lyrics

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Shout out Cory Beats
Much love Lil bro

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Waterberg baby found his tribe inside the foreign lands
Word on what you call the streets, said CURI ain't your average man
Let alone your friend, my friend
Forerunners be actin up like they are not behind the fence

Have em doing hurdles, have em shook because of what they heard
See the light fade on the horizon, that ain't my career
Driven by my Angels, shift the gear illuminate the rear
Cause I ain't stopping there dawg. Yeah Look

Where there's will there's a way
Where there's will there's a way
Maybe you think it's Cliché
But dawg
Where there's will there's a way
Just watch out for the Hate!

Problem is I don't know what the problem is
Why these people hate my bloodline like we officers?
Is because we living well? you know we working hard for it
Sleepin overtime while we double shift in the dragon's booth

Guillotine is takin an offering so keep a level head
Over achieving these Accolades, I can smell the fear
Bioengineer the skin tissue cause you takin shots
This as graphic as it gets, Rated 18 SLVN yeah

Where there's will there's a way
Where there's will there's a way
Maybe you think it's Cliché
But dawg
Where there's will there's a way
Just watch out for the Hate

Some Apples don't even fall from the tree anymore
They get picked off
Is why these haters born soft
And act tough So tough luck

I don't want your love, music my drug
Stay faded all day on God
Did it better so they want a co-sign
That's fine, You can try the next me
Opps!

There's only one CURI in business, ha
Lemme finish
Witness the greatness, I am a Sayian
You know the paradigm
See I'm Only beefing with father time
Run to the bank I'm getting mines
Yeah I'm getting Mines
Cut

Why you actin bougie let's be honest?
Sippin siders you didn't even buy them
Stand beside him, he the only way home
Why you Lying said you pure like Maria?

Girl is blasphemy, This baby keep on teck on him
Right hand on the Bible only way this Makin sense
Where the real girls at?
Where the girls who love you just for who you are?

Money in my duffle bag
Just Gave back it like Santa Claus
Jingle bells like
What huh?
Baby you a
Ho, ho

Cute like Sasha Banks but you hit me with a low blow
Pack a shovel like the Undertaker Here's a tombstone
Let's fight in the ring, cause in the room a a do you wrong
Heart colder then diamonds you carry
Or Glaciers in the pole

Get my Smith & Wesson, if he talks we gettin surgical
Feels like CURI's season ain't Fallin
I'm Cutting off my dawg yeah
Ain't falling I'm flying over ya'll