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Most Valuable Creator Video (MV)




Performed By: Curtis Rice
Language: English
Length: 2:08
Written by: Curtis Rice




Curtis Rice - Most Valuable Creator Lyrics




If you ain't the truth on the mic then you should vacate immediately
I'm obedient when it comes to being me
Unlocking my potential without B & E
If you're sleeping on me, I'm okay with invading your nightmares to invest savings

I don't do this to be local, I got what the north, south, east, west craving
Starving artists better get you a plate and quit twerking for pennies and pizza
I don't think I can be vegan, I'll bust your head wearing leather
Shout out to Negan, I need to chill with the TV, that's vicious

Taking vices to vicinities through validation
You think a blue check is offending me? Self-sufficiency the remedy
F*ck all the hating, I'm loving on purpose
You ain't f*cking with Curtis, ain't nothing free

Save that love you long time pussy for some takeout and flirting
Ay, what's the difference between your emotions and pockets
Nothing, both of them hurting
That's just a question for someone who want all the glory for shining and ain't even working

Won't let you get to me, huh
Your favorite rapper out here buying abs
Don't say shit to me, huh
When I think about it, all I do is laugh

And I got history, huh
Mummy, I got skeletons I forgot about, you do the math
A new addition interfere with division, that's how you get counted out

Wait, was there ever a debate who to goat with the flow
Walk in the club, hit you with the truth
When you fall off the top, hit the floor with the ghost
We don't believe what you post, I disagree with the close
You wanna go viral till you get that virus

But the price of fame don't agree with the host
Let's keep it distant, I ain't with the dissing
Hissing for attention, hashtag mention, T-shirt missing
Rest in prevention and mind your business

For you find yourself listed under renovated kitchens
In the classified nigga, this ain't your section
I'm VI Peace with the blessings
Your favorite rapper ain't mad he got jacked

It's because he was leasing a necklace
No need to decipher, you saving all your syllables for your ciphers
Condition always critical when you hyper
Believe in innocence, so go with the diapers

No, baby, you gotta coordinate
Short fuse and it match with the lighter
Your mama got it from her mama, she take out her dentures
I'm happy that she not a biter

Leave the wine and edibles by the Bible
I got verses galore
Yeah, I'm a sinner, but how can you judge
That 10% ain't gon' purchase the Lord

Holding a grudge with a chip on your shoulder
Shit get hotter than Takis if you try to stop me
Bitch, I came up on O.W. Gurley
Y'all niggas out here praising Liberace

Make up your mind, you don't want a copy
But when I feel good about myself, I'm cocky
They skate when you move for the ice with them sticks
Get off my dick, I don't even like hockey

All aboard, got them jumping ship
Cuss like a sailor, your neighbor inhaling my spinach
I'm not a fan of chasing the gimmicks
My future verses are already vintage
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If you ain't the truth on the mic then you should vacate immediately
I'm obedient when it comes to being me
Unlocking my potential without B & E
If you're sleeping on me, I'm okay with invading your nightmares to invest savings

I don't do this to be local, I got what the north, south, east, west craving
Starving artists better get you a plate and quit twerking for pennies and pizza
I don't think I can be vegan, I'll bust your head wearing leather
Shout out to Negan, I need to chill with the TV, that's vicious

Taking vices to vicinities through validation
You think a blue check is offending me? Self-sufficiency the remedy
F*ck all the hating, I'm loving on purpose
You ain't f*cking with Curtis, ain't nothing free

Save that love you long time pussy for some takeout and flirting
Ay, what's the difference between your emotions and pockets
Nothing, both of them hurting
That's just a question for someone who want all the glory for shining and ain't even working

Won't let you get to me, huh
Your favorite rapper out here buying abs
Don't say shit to me, huh
When I think about it, all I do is laugh

And I got history, huh
Mummy, I got skeletons I forgot about, you do the math
A new addition interfere with division, that's how you get counted out

Wait, was there ever a debate who to goat with the flow
Walk in the club, hit you with the truth
When you fall off the top, hit the floor with the ghost
We don't believe what you post, I disagree with the close
You wanna go viral till you get that virus

But the price of fame don't agree with the host
Let's keep it distant, I ain't with the dissing
Hissing for attention, hashtag mention, T-shirt missing
Rest in prevention and mind your business

For you find yourself listed under renovated kitchens
In the classified nigga, this ain't your section
I'm VI Peace with the blessings
Your favorite rapper ain't mad he got jacked

It's because he was leasing a necklace
No need to decipher, you saving all your syllables for your ciphers
Condition always critical when you hyper
Believe in innocence, so go with the diapers

No, baby, you gotta coordinate
Short fuse and it match with the lighter
Your mama got it from her mama, she take out her dentures
I'm happy that she not a biter

Leave the wine and edibles by the Bible
I got verses galore
Yeah, I'm a sinner, but how can you judge
That 10% ain't gon' purchase the Lord

Holding a grudge with a chip on your shoulder
Shit get hotter than Takis if you try to stop me
Bitch, I came up on O.W. Gurley
Y'all niggas out here praising Liberace

Make up your mind, you don't want a copy
But when I feel good about myself, I'm cocky
They skate when you move for the ice with them sticks
Get off my dick, I don't even like hockey

All aboard, got them jumping ship
Cuss like a sailor, your neighbor inhaling my spinach
I'm not a fan of chasing the gimmicks
My future verses are already vintage
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