[Intro: Louie Ray]
(It's a Wayne beat)
(1985)
(Southside shit)
I'm cursed and only can talk about it when I'm hurt
I'm turnt, I used to not have a dollar on me first
Got murdered for thinkin' we wouldn't put him in the dirt
I'm talkin' to the streets, but makin' 'em worse
I'm cursed and only can talk about it when I'm hurt
I'm turnt, I used to not have a dollar on me first
Got murdered for thinkin' we wouldn't put him in the dirt
I'm talkin' to the streets, but makin' 'em worse

[Chorus: Louie Ray]
I'm cursed and only can talk about it when I'm hurt
I'm turnt, I used to not have a dollar on me first
Got murdered for thinkin' we wouldn't put him in the dirt
I'm talkin' to the streets, but makin' 'em worse
I'm cursed and only can talk about it when I'm hurt
I'm turnt, I used to not have a dollar on me first
Got murdered for thinkin' we wouldn't put him in the dirt
I'm talkin' to the streets, but makin' 'em worse

[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
I'm worth way more pape' then you could put on me, dog
We extreme with drinkin' lean, we got to tootin' it, dog
Can you bring it back to life when it lose and it fall?
Soon as quarantine done, watch what I do in the mall
I done made a lot of opps, might have to shoot in the mall
Get everybody a lil' somethin', 'cause I do it for y'all
Know I love you n***as to death, but I can't lose it for y'all
I'm drivin' too fuckin' fast, I ain't cruisin' at all
If you thought I was washed up, look how I'm provin' you wrong
Lookin' back at what I was on like I was doin' you wrong
Just sold an E, I'm tryna get to seven thousand a four
From here on out, I'm only takin' seven thousand a show
You ever see me buyin' soft, just know I'm cookin' it, though
Okay, we see you with some chicken, what you cook with it, though?
Eyes locked on the stove, but I can cook with 'em closed
I can talk and text, but I ain't good with a phone
[Chorus: Louie Ray]
I'm cursed and only can talk about it when I'm hurt
I'm turnt, I used to not have a dollar on me first
Got murdered for thinkin' we wouldn't put him in the dirt
I'm talkin' to the streets, but makin' 'em worse
I'm cursed and only can talk about it when I'm hurt
I'm turnt, I used to not have a dollar on me first
Got murdered for thinkin' we wouldn't put him in the dirt
I'm talkin' to the streets, but makin' 'em worse

[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
Last year, I fell off, I was makin' it work
That n***a tried some bullshit, now his face on a shirt
You ain't gotta front me shit, I'll pay for the work
We only found one pill, so we breakin' a Perc'
Dopehead, when I'm sleep, I be tastin' the purp
Brodie in the kitchen now, he scrapin' and skrrtin'
We ridin' 'round sellin' dope out the latest Suburban
I was fucked up for real, but the tables done turned
I told Louie, "You my bro, if I got it, you got it"
This the best high right now, I'm slobbin' and noddin'
Ain't nobody takin' shit, I was robbin' the robbers
[?][2:10] for real, [?]
I got a gun in my back pocket that's droppin' a copper
If I can't find no Perc 10s, I'm poppin' just Roxy
Jump out a 'Rari in Versace with a whole damn box of Biscotti
I ain't buy this gun for show, boy, I'm droppin' somebody
[Chorus: Louie Ray]
I'm cursed and only can talk about it when I'm hurt
I'm turnt, I used to not have a dollar on me first
Got murdered for thinkin' we wouldn't put him in the dirt
I'm talkin' to the streets, but makin' 'em worse
I'm cursed and only can talk about it when I'm hurt
I'm turnt, I used to not have a dollar on me first
Got murdered for thinkin' we wouldn't put him in the dirt
I'm talkin' to the streets, but makin' 'em worse

[Outro]
(Southside shit)