Gift and a Curse

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FUNERAL Ant Bell

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Summertime in my city is wicked, the plot the thickens it be hot like a skillet/
I be getting to the chicken, in a audi I could move about a mile a minute/
Free the jails I aint get to see my bro in a minute I gotta visit/
Really wish I coulda got em to listen/
I remember going half on a dub, tinted out we rolling up in a civic/
I swear it’s only the beginning I could never diminish/
All I ever do is handle my business, I gotta vision and within it I don’t see no limits/
I inspire niggas, and I bring em down to earth when I get high with niggas/
I’m a blessing and this shit aint no disguise nigga/
Every morning watched my mother hit a line nigga/
I’m sick of saying be safe and free the guys nigga/
All my brothers love guns and flippin pies nigga/
A little sour with some henny on the side nigga/

Before I saw my brother put in the work/
I saw my close friends die, and now I see em on pin or shirt/
I met death before I knew it could hurt/
We from the bottom it’s a gift and a curse/ 
I put my pain in a verse/ x2

You know we in for life/
So what you need weed tan or the white/
West newton hallways I saw fiends always hitting the pipe/
I’m with the scammers all they need is a swipe/
I don’t really get involved with the hype/
You know my youngin wanna earn em a stripe/
Boy I grew up with some real niggas I’ll never abandon em/
You know we learned lessons from the losses that were damaging/
I hit the booth it got some niggas panickin/
Youngin really fresher than a manikin/
I don’t need a label or the management/
Came up out the jungle these niggas could never tame us/
F*ck around with lions you get ate up/
I stayed down till a nigga came up/
Them project winters and cold dinners had me heartless/
I know I keep it realer than most niggas regardless/
Was blind it was hard to see the light up I the darkness/
Remember when the judge hit my brother with them charges/
His co-d was a rat so now the lawyer gotta bargain/
I’m watching for the snakes up in the garden/
Never saw a name on a bullet anybody is a target, he 18 but his future in coffin/
I swear to god my city hot as a bitch/
You can’t even smoke a blunt inside the whip on the strip/
I aint wanna flip a pack, I was flippin the script/
Real niggas made me stay in the gym/
Shoutout to all of my kin/
I’m from the trap but I was born the win/

Before I saw my brother put in the work/
I saw my close friends die, and now I see em on pin and shirt/
I met death before I knew it could hurt/
We from the bottom it’s a gift and a curse/ 
I put my pain in a verse/ x2

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