Rebel Blues
Honestly I ain't do shit with the trap money
I left the army bought a yea with the rap money
That's how I pedal with metal Im gone crash dummy
Dreco to your belly fat boy I leave you flat tummy
Obviously misguided I come from the streets
I'm taking food for the days I ain't have nothing to eat
I never stole from my peeps I'll tell you what I did
Mana had a thing for dope boys I be done robbed her friend
Glock in hand lock the hair trigger im a Rasta Man
Pots and pans smelled so much crack needed Oxygen
I'm a southern type of fella bout his mozzarella
I love my guys some of em died and I forgot to tell em
It's not a game this wordplay is a gift from god
Bne we kick in doors this ain't no one nigga knock
Too proud to throw pitty parties im picking locks
Now I'm pitching poems to publishers just to get the Guap
It get real in the field
Trying to live will get you killed around here
They pick cotton where I lived
I'm just a slave to the way that I feel
Forever true ouuu ouuu
To my rebel blues ouuu ouuu
Stand planted on my feet I ain't one to run
My enemies ride deep but I'm gon murder one
Ain't nothing fun about these streets so don't get me wrong
These anesthetics in my drink just got me feeling numb
Troubled pasts had me walking down a gutter path
I'll sugar coat it for the mass I was shoving grass
Hardheaded lil woe he ain't cover scabs
Charged in for all the smoke ain't no puff and pass
A rebel forever find a better endeavor
Than getting fresher than ever pushing that wet through a desert
The elephants in the room who had to wrestle the devil
Who put together platoons who on a quest for this treasure
It get real in the field
Trying to live will get you killed around here
They pick cotton where I lived
I'm just a slave to the way that I feel
Forever true ouuu ouuu
To my rebel blues ouuu ouuu
I left the army bought a yea with the rap money
That's how I pedal with metal Im gone crash dummy
Dreco to your belly fat boy I leave you flat tummy
Obviously misguided I come from the streets
I'm taking food for the days I ain't have nothing to eat
I never stole from my peeps I'll tell you what I did
Mana had a thing for dope boys I be done robbed her friend
Glock in hand lock the hair trigger im a Rasta Man
Pots and pans smelled so much crack needed Oxygen
I'm a southern type of fella bout his mozzarella
I love my guys some of em died and I forgot to tell em
It's not a game this wordplay is a gift from god
Bne we kick in doors this ain't no one nigga knock
Too proud to throw pitty parties im picking locks
Now I'm pitching poems to publishers just to get the Guap
It get real in the field
Trying to live will get you killed around here
They pick cotton where I lived
I'm just a slave to the way that I feel
Forever true ouuu ouuu
To my rebel blues ouuu ouuu
Stand planted on my feet I ain't one to run
My enemies ride deep but I'm gon murder one
Ain't nothing fun about these streets so don't get me wrong
These anesthetics in my drink just got me feeling numb
Troubled pasts had me walking down a gutter path
I'll sugar coat it for the mass I was shoving grass
Hardheaded lil woe he ain't cover scabs
Charged in for all the smoke ain't no puff and pass
A rebel forever find a better endeavor
Than getting fresher than ever pushing that wet through a desert
The elephants in the room who had to wrestle the devil
Who put together platoons who on a quest for this treasure
It get real in the field
Trying to live will get you killed around here
They pick cotton where I lived
I'm just a slave to the way that I feel
Forever true ouuu ouuu
To my rebel blues ouuu ouuu
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Writer(s): King Moe
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