Lyrics:
True colors
True
New brudas new brudas new brudas new
You came between money so who could i choose
True colors you bleed but it came out blue
Cold
Her hair was golden brown and she wore blue jeans
And she told me that she cried a lot
I told her not to worry 'bout the little things
Our
skully twins
All the color code
Mr white you see me
Mr gold
Mr blue keep it true
Mr yellow
Mr green
Mr red
We went through hell to get to heaven
Now
man
He tryna get up on the beat and show them how to do it
Get up on this beat and show them why we can't lose
Told Philly I would be there by August,
me
I'm tougher, than concrete
Hear it in the way that I breathe, that I sing
Surrounded by kings and queens and IV's
Six letter word I don't know
In your heart, in your soul
I have found true love
When I look into your eyes
I know I am home
Days with you
Are like a peaceful, rainy October
All this money in my pocket, they all blue
They all blue they like, "Rico is you
Ballin', is it true, is it true?"
When they see me out in person, "is
you've heard about me.. and you're not ready sexually
After you done teasin me, you want to leave
Say it isn't true, I'm so excited by you
Don't know
someone who loved me true
If I had someone who loved me true then I know I wouldn't be so blue
This is a mean old world to try and live in all by yourself
someone who loved me true
If I had someone who loved me true then I know I wouldn't be so blue
This is a mean old world to try and live in all by yourself
no defeat
Fractal a feat
Finessery
Evidently
Ebony flee
Fleek as a leak
Grace on the beat
Yeah aw be
Blue moon
In the dawn
Early 4th of october
and a way prepared
To suit your every need if you believe
If you believe so will it be it's true for you it's true for me
Somewhere down that narrow road
prove it by going out on the sly
Proving your love isn't true
Call me Mr. Blue
I'm Mr. Blue
When you say you're sorry (oh Mr. Blue)
Then turn
prove it by going out on the sly
Proving your love isn't true
Call me Mr. Blue
I'm Mr. Blue
When you say you're sorry (oh Mr. Blue)
Then turn
prove it by going out on the sly
Proving your love isn't true
Call me Mr. Blue
I'm Mr. Blue
When you say you're sorry (oh Mr. Blue)
Then turn
I'm a true blues survivor, I'm proud I am
I tried a little bit of this and a little bit of that
Searching for something that would be right for me
Still fuck over you if u sober if u not
In october at my spot
In june in front of the blue
I always come through
Don't blow up because i still want you
up with macking skills
Now she gottem where he lives
He don't know the true deal
Blue Pill his life sealed
Poisoned him he laying still
She didn't
like the horror film
Things get quiet after me statin' the obvious
Things get kinky after fifteen years of dominance
That October sky is lookin'
Chorus
Motherfuckers want to know what it do
They want to know if its the red or the blue
bitch niggas want to know if its true
tell these
It was the 14th of October
And that t-shirt off your shoulder
I was drunk, said I was sober
And you said "yeah, right"
We were talkin' for
It was the 14th of October
And that t-shirt off your shoulder
I was drunk, said I was sober
And you said "yeah, right"
We were talkin' for
There'll be blue skies in October
It's cerulean by the coast
There's a light inside a shade
Lately I've been on that ferry
Lunar bay's fading from grey
Look at my wallet I got blues like a jazz player
My white boy will lay you out watch out he saying later skater
Imma blind driver how I'm crossing
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