Baby Blues
Everything I did I did it all for you
I'm just tryna get this paper baby blue (Aye)
You couldn't stay down that was sad for you
And I'm just tryna get this
I'm just tryna get this get this money for you
And I'm just tryna get this paper baby blue
I'm just tryna get this all this money for you and I ain't have to pull them capers boo
Like damn (Aye aye)
I'm just flippin' all these grams
Damn
I'm tryna beat up on Uncle Sam
Like dammit
I had to jiggle out a jam
It's fucked up when you can't even trust ya mans
Like damn
I still made it happen anyway
I cut them niggas off who wouldn't even tryna regenerate
I had to make a way
Don't need no dead weight
Hate on my nigga when he on his ass
Not when he get paid
Now I was round trenches pumpin' da gas Like an Ethiopian
7-11 I'm on dey ass
And I got everything
And if don't got it my nigga got it and we taxin'
Lately I'm puttin' in all this work and they relaxin'
Like damn
I'm just flippin' all these grams
Damn
I'm tryna beat up on Uncle Sam
Like dammit
I had to jiggle out a jam
It's fucked up when you can't even trust ya mans
Like damn
I still made it happen anyway
I tried to give em game and they just wanna infiltrate
Damn
Cut em off so fuckin' fast
Hyperventilate
Damn (Aye)
Turned a thought to some food
Turned a lil nigga to a big dude
Kickin torch jujitsu
She still sendin' sad faces texts I miss you
I was focused on missions for all da cash
I need everything
Started with dishes and now I'm servin' up da whole plate
Workin' my way up
We use to Macy's now we Sax'n
And lately I'm puttin' in all this work and they just actin'
Like Damn
We was breaking all the rules
Livin' life like some fools
And they still tryna use
Crabs in a barrel tryna grab make me lose
I was hustlin' wit money niggas was bluffin' wit
I was breakin' down packs dat niggas was tusslin' wit
I tried to give my nigga game he sweared he had all da sense
And now he gone off dem drugs and he can't comprehend me
Like damn
I'm just flippin' all these grams
Damn
I'm tryna beat up on Uncle Sam
Like dammit
I had to jiggle out a jam
It's fucked up when you can't even trust ya mans
Like damn
I still made it happen anyway
I tried to give em game and they just wanna infiltrate
Damn
Cut em off so fuckin fast
Hyperventilate
Damn
I'm just tryna get this paper baby blue (Aye)
You couldn't stay down that was sad for you
And I'm just tryna get this
I'm just tryna get this get this money for you
And I'm just tryna get this paper baby blue
I'm just tryna get this all this money for you and I ain't have to pull them capers boo
Like damn (Aye aye)
I'm just flippin' all these grams
Damn
I'm tryna beat up on Uncle Sam
Like dammit
I had to jiggle out a jam
It's fucked up when you can't even trust ya mans
Like damn
I still made it happen anyway
I cut them niggas off who wouldn't even tryna regenerate
I had to make a way
Don't need no dead weight
Hate on my nigga when he on his ass
Not when he get paid
Now I was round trenches pumpin' da gas Like an Ethiopian
7-11 I'm on dey ass
And I got everything
And if don't got it my nigga got it and we taxin'
Lately I'm puttin' in all this work and they relaxin'
Like damn
I'm just flippin' all these grams
Damn
I'm tryna beat up on Uncle Sam
Like dammit
I had to jiggle out a jam
It's fucked up when you can't even trust ya mans
Like damn
I still made it happen anyway
I tried to give em game and they just wanna infiltrate
Damn
Cut em off so fuckin' fast
Hyperventilate
Damn (Aye)
Turned a thought to some food
Turned a lil nigga to a big dude
Kickin torch jujitsu
She still sendin' sad faces texts I miss you
I was focused on missions for all da cash
I need everything
Started with dishes and now I'm servin' up da whole plate
Workin' my way up
We use to Macy's now we Sax'n
And lately I'm puttin' in all this work and they just actin'
Like Damn
We was breaking all the rules
Livin' life like some fools
And they still tryna use
Crabs in a barrel tryna grab make me lose
I was hustlin' wit money niggas was bluffin' wit
I was breakin' down packs dat niggas was tusslin' wit
I tried to give my nigga game he sweared he had all da sense
And now he gone off dem drugs and he can't comprehend me
Like damn
I'm just flippin' all these grams
Damn
I'm tryna beat up on Uncle Sam
Like dammit
I had to jiggle out a jam
It's fucked up when you can't even trust ya mans
Like damn
I still made it happen anyway
I tried to give em game and they just wanna infiltrate
Damn
Cut em off so fuckin fast
Hyperventilate
Damn
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Writer(s): Jelani Johnson
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