Generational Curse

Mamma want a YSL purse

But we stuck in a generational curse

But we stuck in a generational curse

Seeing my family struggle hurts

Tryna make it out I don't wanna fall short

I got myself I don't need any support

Hero in the hood they see me as an award

Obsessed with success I just wanna make change

Long money like curry with the range

I wanna be at the highest stage

Fuck the fame I just want the money

Music junky i gotta make my pockets chubby

They called me a nerd cuz I studied

Tryna get out the struggle wasn't funny

Remember days when we had no heat

Mamma sick had me shedding tears

Heart ache I wanted to die

I knew my people needed me to strive

Now I'm praying hoping I'll live to 25

Pressing on the gas I'm just tryna drive

Music been my lover and my shorty

And I'm rolling the dice hoping I ain't gotta pay the price, no

Wanna be at the highest height

I ain't gotta think twice

Hopefully we can see paradise

Cuz I'm terrified of this parasite we call life

Phone on DND in the studio

My feelings outta control

Goin through this life solo

Maybe I'll overdose with my microphone

Maybe I'll overdose with my microphone

Mamma want a YSL purse

But we stuck in a generational curse

But we stuck in a generational curse

Seeing my family struggle hurts

Tryna make it out I don't wanna fall short

I got myself I don't need any support

Hero in the hood they see me as an award