Lyrics:
lonesome I'm so blue
Since she left me by myself
Lord I don't know what to do
I see she found her someone else
I'm blue as the blue moon of Kentucky
That
with Kid Blue
And Kid gets sick and throws up on your shoes
And you're thinking of making it home
Oh but your mom can't see
You like this all alone
Yeah
the way that bitch be bussing
Baby baby she a thooter-ooter, she gon turn around and buss it open
And I was rolling rolling by my lonesome and lil shawty
Tagged him and outlaw some magazine
Call him lonesome, ornry and mean
That's a part of him that we'd never seen The man from Littlefield
When he left us
I move to the big city, to make a little better money, then get back home.
Now here I am living in a little sub-division, surrounded by steel
borrowed
Maybe it’s something new
But you sure as hell need your something blue
Cruisin’ and floatin’
With my buddies motorboatin’
The river water’s flowin’
slow
Right up till your gone
The day goes by same old
The days fly
I stay fly
I try to stay the same guy
Til I came by
A man Who can understand
The same
In fifth grade
And start taking
Drumming lessons with Mr. Scott
And that dude
He started me
On the snare
With that
Blue and white book
It's called
feeling obliged too
Entertain when your online, then
Elevate to the top guy, and
Spread your hate in the spotlight
From the opulent to pan handlers
Still
Smacked in your mouth by a nigga rockin' six rings
24 karat, all gold, like a young king
These niggas playin' both parts like Regina King
Dick in
As I strolled on by someone grabbed my arm and said
"buddy where do you stand"?
I said "I stand wherever I choose my friend
And you best let go of my
with the girls we meet
None of the guys go steady cause it wouldn't be right
To leave their best girl home now on Saturday night
I get around
Get
need then get lost
I could buy the blue from the
Sky I'm a rich hog give me it now
I'm not the guy you want to piss off
By any means
I get what I want
Well I got years of livin'
By and how I choose
Ain't never been a gambler
'Cause I's always bound to lose
My buddies, they drink liquor
a lick, you know I'm down to go slide (down to go slide)
Now I'm back on my shit and I'm back with my guys (gang, back with my guys)
Used to pull up, kick
SHOT GLASS CLANGIN', OLD JUKEBOX SANGIN'
SOMETHIN' BOUT A NEON LIGHT
POOL BALLS CRACKIN', PRETTY GIRLS LAUGHIN'
AT SOME DRUNK GUYS PICKUP LINE
You see money you look in my eyes
Either that or either I'm fried
I was on the block it was just me and the guys
R.I.P five put a blunt in the sky
I
all wrong
No lonesome stuff for mine
I won't sit home, all alone
She'll soon find that I'm
Runnin' wild, lost control
Runnin' wild, mighty bold
The first time in that picture
You were wearing a dress
Not the lonesome kind a blue
That weighs heavy on the chest
She’s a 5 foot 4 slice of heaven
all wrong
No lonesome stuff for mine
I won't sit home, all alone
She'll soon find that I'm
Runnin' wild, lost control
Runnin' wild, mighty bold
not them
Quoting stats on Sachel Page
Judging by the sudden loss of blood
While sleeping on your rooftop house floods
I built this house to float in
Billy ran away from home when he
Was 17 years of age
Folks swore that he'd land in trouble just as
Near as they could gauge
'Cause he was a reckless
home and hit you on Sunday
Don't look so small, I'm not bigger than you
But I've got blues enough to smash your bones
I've lit up my life with
a Drac', I made it home safe
Baseball numbers on all of my contracts
Big and them buddies, they all on my contacts
I get you hit on GP, they grow nothin'
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