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Blue

Early morning off the Henny I remember the times
When I didn’t drink but now too much shit be all through my mind
And I ain’t pick up the mic yesterday, always wanted to rhyme
Writin' down lines while other niggas sellin' nickels and dimes
Hard to stay away from crime when you broke and your homies dyin'
So much cryin' you get immune to that shit and you question life
But a voice in my head just told me to keep it pushin'
Make all these niggas pay for the times that they overlooked me
Prayin' my account never hit 0 again
And I hate to see my granny go through chemo again
Made her a promise I’ma make it, them bills won’t be no trouble
Now they talkin' about a wheel, for reals man I’m like fuck it uh
Feel the clock tickin', hit a block listing
Niggas acting like they know me but really the plot thickens
My little girl was gettin' older gettin' smarter I just
Wanna give her the world, be the best father I can be
Seem like the more I move forward
My people take a couple steps back and that ain’t cool
How can I enjoy success when I’m seein' my momma stress
Lil brother facin' time, and I swear it got me depressed
Look
In a way I feel it’s my fault
Cause he goin' on the same shit that I taught
I could’ve been a better brother
Trippin' off these bitches man daddy never loved 'em uh
Feel like I’m gettin' cold-hearted
Break down the doors of hip-hop and bogart it
I done went from starvin' artist to one of the hardest barkin, now it’s
(Wait a minute, that ain’t how the Westcoast rock nigga!)
Niggas claim they bangin', broads throwin' up hand signs
Gamble with you life and bet it all on the past life
Keep it G, I must’ve been a loc in my past life
Niggas go against me on their head 'till they flatline
Streets call me Big Dog, Doc called me Blue Pit
Fuck a redbone on the hood need a blue bitch
Grab me some blue shoes, matchin' with my blue fit
Hottest two C’s, since Eazy I’m so ruthless
Only spittin' true shit, all life I’ve been slept on
Drop a couple tapes now these rappers wearing teflon
School of hard knocks lose your life if your test wrong
Hoes tryna get me knocked up like I’m Seth wrong
I mean Rogen, don’t quote it I’m just a poet
Under they nose and they frozen when I exposin'
These fake niggas almost history
You talkin' real you better mention me
No worry about enemies used to run with frienemies
Ridin' on my energy, claiming what they claim to be
Throwin' up the bad, all these niggas lookin' little league
L.A like the Dodgers I been wildin' off the Hennessy
Livin' life blind add a bitch to get it clearer
Only man I trust is the nigga in the mirror
Miles away from dreams now I see it gettin' nearer
Black girls always bitchin' started fucking with Shakira’s
Hatin' cause they fearin' nigga this is just the intro
Never snitched bro you shoulda been a cop 10−4
Step into my circle, square bitches turnin' to nymphos
but I ain’t signed up for Flip Mo
Operation «Get Dough», haters turnin' groupies
Fuck designer clothes, Villans hoodie with the UZI’s
Used to have the Whoopis now I fuckin' with Karrueches
Sorry for the wait, I’m the blue version of Tunechi
R.I.P to Tookie, blue monster like Cookie
On my empire I need a girl like Cookie
Promoters overlooked me say ones askin' to book me
I’m a killa don’t push me if you thinking you gon' book me
Rappers turning backwards, lying on their Pro Tools
Have these niggas dirty, thirty and still local, look
Bet I be a legend when I check out
Fuck your favorite artist I’m the next out
Blue 89!