Gotta Curve

[Verse]
I don’t have time for these bitches, gotta curve,
Dodging nonsense, swerving, I preserve,
Clock ticking, stacking bricks, I observe,
Money talks loud, let the silence serve.
Bitch please, got my hands on the ceiling,
Million-dollar moves, got the world reeling,
Mind sharp, cutting through with no feeling.
[Chorus]
Gotta curve, gotta curve, no detours,
Building empires, opening new doors,
Bitch please, I’m in my millions, floors on floors,
Gotta curve, gotta curve, I’m all yours no more.
[Verse 2]
They call me ice cold, glacier with a smirk,
Blueprints on the table, I do the work,
Hood prophet, stacking bands like a clerk,
Heart armored up, steel, never berserk.
From the dirt, I bloomed, rose in the cracks,
Hustle in my veins, never off track,
Eyes on the prize, never looking back.
[Bridge]
Gotta curve, gotta swerve, it’s survival,
Haters in my rearview, Bible on the vinyl,
Dreams in my pocket, rivals in denial,
Every step I take, I’m writing my recital.
[Chorus]
Gotta curve, gotta curve, no detours,
Building empires, opening new doors,
Bitch please, I’m in my millions, floors on floors,
Gotta curve, gotta curve, I’m all yours no more.
[Outro]
Stacks in the safe, legacy in the nerve,
Gotta curve, gotta curve, watch me preserve,
Bitch please, I’m the king, watch the world observe,
Gotta curve, gotta curve, this my serve.

smooth and emotional vocals, rap, allowing the emotional delivery to shine through. male vocals recommended., gritty beat with soulful piano loops and heavy 808s. the track should have a raw edge but a melodic undertone, smooth, hood rap, emotional