Lyrics:
money got blue
Shawty she blew me I call her a flute
She wanna' fuck on the top of the roof
Bitch I'm a dog like who who who
I ain't do drugs but I'm
characters, and twisted realities.
Guided by the pulsating rhythms and otherworldly melodies, the wanderers traversed the enigmatic hallway, craving an escape
helping ppl fate
If they can't afford it throw sum extra ona plate
If they hunted by the blue free tuition to a state school
Need tha reparations
that
As time goes by
I forget how to speak
only sometimes
black cat crosses the street
this bad luck is so bittersweet
And don’t you dare step on that blue
on the corner, gonna see to that
Some like to smoke and some like to blow
Some are even strung out on a fifty dollar Jones
Some are trying to ditch reality by
up when I'm feeling blue
I always know I can count on you
You are the one thing in my life worth living for
You make my grey skies turn to blue
You
in the plain sight
I stare there gazing
It feels amazing
And all I want
Is to leave reality
Find a place
So there’s hope for you and me
A perfect sky
to the other side of reality
And this is your eternity until eternity
The end of the world, I can see it comin'
So I pack my nine millimeters and I start
energy thrives.
Sipping away the blues, a daily routine,
In coffee's embrace, a blissful scene.
Chorus
Seven days a week, my coffee love is strong (so
all so painful to see
Are we blinded by the lord of the animals.
The world is cruel for them
Sleeping on the ground, with the sky as their roof
the girls blues
My gat is quite fat, don't you think so, ho?
But come out those clothes, my nigga can fit those
You ain't seen nothing til you seen us both
down memory lane.
Boy it's a loony where the grass is greener
(1 8 7 ain't shit but a misdemeanor).
I've seen a lot of niggas come up, but few
it goes ?What floats is what's found"
Gettin down like they did in the 7-2
With the red and blue, had the opportune to bless you
Before you knew
the fucking Light
That true connection, alpha love, purple skies
7 deadly sins
7 different ways
You played me bad had me chasing you for days
I won't deny that
back that broken plate
And It's all on the face
And It's hidden by shade
Seven dark lights of grey
Seven shaded with paint
Don't say you're love ain't
struggle and greed fight
We write songs about wrong 'cause it's hard to see right
Look to the sky, hoping it will bleed light
Reality's a bitch, and I
struggle and greed fight
We write songs about wrong 'cause it's hard to see right
Look to the sky, hoping it will bleed light
Reality's a bitch, and I
Pink and blue clouds in the sky
Like it was a missile
I wish you could pose for the picture
The haters' nonexistent
The background is perfect
Still don't
passing by without attention
As to who or what or why
Why are they flying in the sky
Could it be that you and I
Should be right there in the sky next to 'em
get high
Wit my nigga B
Cash stay lit
Seven days a week
Seven grams of the OG in a sweet
Stay away from a nigga
If your shits weak
Love blowing
the sky
Things of the night, they can see that I’m trying
Hope in my eyes
Hope I feel something, these demons keep fighting
It’s trick of the light
You
lost, down on some scary street
24/7 news, to set that groove for the 21st century blues
We got video lounge, surround sound, and infinite scroll to boot
Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk
White miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum
She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn
Waist like
something
Ask me why im red pill
You see how dying to blue ones
All about my greens
But nothing wrong
With a crouton
Being swallowed
By bitches in benzs
That
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