Lyrics:
She had them midwest blue eyes
That lit up the room when she walked by I said
Whoa - oh - oh
Whoa - oh - oh
We danced and talked and the band got
live by what I need
Do you feel it man
Yeah, I feel it come on
Do you feel it man
Yeah I knew that it was wrong
I'm sick and tired of what I've been
And all I want is Blue Skies
And I came up out a, came up out a hard grind
And all they ever gave me was a hard time
And they say it's all love, but
Bitch I'm up next
I can not flex
Fucking my ex
Stepping on necks
Brand new hi-tec
Chasing them checks
Chasing them checks
We got blue hunnids
Ya
need a clue dawg? What you need a blue print?
Print me some paper don't print me on papers
Spreadin my business don't me no favors
Ya main by my side
listen(like)
Pick between colors red and blue, split decisions cutting me open like it's a incision(like)
Foot locker like a kid in a candy store
Never scared,
then
Shawty seen us going dumb
She ain't wanna to give her number
Got the nerve tried to say that I'm a youngin
Say she too old for me
Are you to old
got a Excuse
Claim they Happy for you but hatin on you
That’s mental fuckin abuse
I built the ladder. step by step. added every part myself
Gotta nerve
It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019
(Great John on the beat, by
ain't
Cause all I got on me is a big fat bank
And I hope I don't get robbed by you know who
Make me donate some G's to the boys in blue
And if I
on a Tennessee stud
Tennessee stud was long and lean
The color of the sun, his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
There never was a horse
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
Jays to control a sound
But D-Nice, you're gonna make the party live
[D-Nice]
Bust it, yo
I love to diss whores, I love to do tours
Makin
Worry angel's got a hold on me
I can't think for myself
I'm turnin' gray from being blue
You've found someone else
This strangest thing is buggin'
on the grave digga locked and
You're singing the blues about the rough life you've got
Not you don't wanna live no more
I guess you're really ready for
you hate lasagna and the pizza man
Now you stand on the grave digga locked and
You're singing the blues about the rough life you've got
Not
You don't
and grandmamas love you
'cause that's all they know how to do.
You never planned on the bombs in the sand
Or sleeping in your dress blues.
Your wife said
and grand mamas love you
'Cause that's all they know how to do
You never planned on the bombs in the sand
Or sleepin' in your dress blues
Your wife said
thought you was a friend, word
Oh man, can't believe that
Oh, how you do that to me?
I wouldn't leave like this
I can't do it by myself
(?) ah
Are
thought you was a friend, word
Oh man, can't believe that
Oh, how you do that to me?
I wouldn't leave like this
I can't do it by myself
(?) ah
Are
even pedal forward
Off a mixtape, I've done been on several tours
Cause I'm hot as Ecuador every time I press record
Fuck a catchy chorus, nigga I drop
cracks by the stroller
I'm registered voter, motherfuck a quota
Give some bakin soda and a quarter
Bet I flow straight up out the water
I'ma wreck
cracks by the stroller
I'm registered voter, motherfuck a quota
Give some bakin soda and a quarter
Bet I flow straight up out the water
I'ma wreck
Nothing like a dream come true
Make you feel just like new
Wanna take off your shoes
And call up everybody put the blue
Got em in cue
There's really
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