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(Oh yeah, this beat smooth, Rakim)
(Ay-ay, ay, I'm blue)
(Mm-mm-mm)
(Mm-mm-mm)
Man, I quit, I hate it here
This shit get too hard to steer (this shit

we was ripe when we left
could end up right where we left
On some Doc Brown, On a brown dock 
Rebirthed by a tribe of witches that blend wombs for

is grey
Earth is blue
Stuck between all these sordid hues
Tryna be sure but I'm so confused
Who am I when my soul's set loose
How you leave this

between us
The dust from the play ground tinted my Nike shoes
And my blue jeans she was mad cause they were brand new
She said I hope you don't act like

the heat has touched 
You got to be the gold the heat has
The heat has, yeah

Welcome to my origin the end of your beginning
Placed your hands upon

that red and blue drink
Yeah
Green cash rules everything
We coming for the rings
Give me nova cane and I won’t feel a thing
Wrist look like a sink
Fuck

it, since I've read the writing on the Wall Street
Yo, B, still we won't retreat
Man, I feel your end is near
But so is mine, it's do or die. Respect

cold turn you black and blue shit
It don't take much for me to lose it
Just prolly when you thought I was gonna go easy on you
The beat drops
And I'm

white and blue prison bars
My Vision aligns with the stars
Isolated in quarantine, questioning the vaccine
Is this just another way for them to intervene?

I been getting higher than usual, fighting like judo, bank account sumo
Digging the yard like a blue nose, not two, uno, give me my kudos
Money stand

to end like this I hate seeing ya frown
Sometimes I needa be by myself it's better I have found
Looking for something that's not there now I'm lying

Grass grows, birds fly
And I'm the guy you get hurt by!

You can't do me any harm
Not with those skinny arms!

Knucklehead, hit the bricks
I'm not into

been to prison, how
What’s annoying to me’s we have a lot of things common between us
We did a bunch of stupid shit and at the end of which
It just made

make sense
When I say we're 9-to-5 down to earth
Blue collar librarian
The trowel is my main instrument
But now and again I'll wield a pen
Sit down

a terrible room-
Gilded with the gold teeth
Of the women who loved you!
Now, though I die,
Magpie, this I bequeath:
By any other name
A jay is still blue

With

rare over by Cherson, Cherson,
we calcify fathers here below
a watery cross, with weeds
entwined
This grins restoredly,
 low sleep
Wave
Oh, no,
shush

Guess it’s time for verse two
I mean yeah my run was pretty cool
Gotta buy a couple fancy jewels 
And chill with the bad girls by the pool
Big man

they faint, we bodied it cousin 
It come to the dames, aye We plot by the dozen 
We cuffing the big ones, yeah I'm talking the blue bills 
Aye We dem

end though
Boss at work pleaded and needed him to do extra work
At first it was fine, then the problems came in and they began to lurk 
To make sure

Bought A Tool

G Herbo

Still Swervin

2019

wanna feel like he feel
By the end of the year I need at least another three mill
I want a ghost like meek mill
16 I was riding with totes
Don't care

on my shoulders
It's getting heavier to hold it
I pray that I've done it all by the end of the line
I can't go back in
Go back in time
And I do better

locksmith
Raised in the jungle, you would think I'm adopted
By some gorillas, monkeys or chimpanzees
Bare tings ah gwan as I creep through the backstreets

bring some of yo friends
You know I got ends
But bitch I ain't trying to spend
Just tryna stick my dick in
Hold up setting a trend
Talk to the dick moan

I'm tryna run up some blues bitch
And let a nigga fuck with my dollars
He make the news clip
I really couldn't care less
Just don't talk that fly shit