Blues (feat. Tray Lowkey)

Aye Unh
Lowkey said to watch out how you move
When you get them blues
I had to calculate the risk
Before I make that move
I had to watch facial expressions when I play my tunes
Even friends could be a hater
Cuz they hate that you so greater
They plot on you now and later
They try to steal from yo paper
They hype you up while they hating
Reporting while you explaining
They cutting while you expanding
Subtracting while you be adding
Big problems won't never matter
They cover it with the flatter
Go up and they take the ladder
They leave and they double back

Peanut butter sandwiches
All that I had for dinner
You could keep yo faith
But I promise you i'm a winner
And I never ask for nothing
I'm honestly steady working
And I gotta stay in the lab
Cuz i'm working on better versions
Lemme just be on it
My music is more then worth it
Relate to yo soul
Now ya body thinkin its perfect
Question to my haters
Like honestly is it worth it?
F1K the label might snake you
But we not serpents
Clapping for my brothers
They showed me that they deserve it
I can't fuck witchu if I need you and you evaporate
If you don't understand then just tell me
Like Cleff elaborate
I never spend it all
So my credit is real immaculate
Don't gotta do no talking
Yeah I get that shit the faster way
Why would I go battle when I know that I done mastered it
And I trust myself cuz when I spit that shit be magical
And I pray for opps cuz when I Catch him that shit tragic tho
Don't fear for my life
Cuz where i'm standing feel that hammer blow
Heard that boy want beef
Then i'm gon put him down like animal
Man i'm thanking god that they ain't
Catch me on the camera tho
The bullets out my ar
They gon eat you like cannibal
Saggin in school
Kept my hand on the tool
Breaking all the laws
Cuz I had nothing else to do
Then I found my music
And I never left my room
Told my momma rap is want
Say fuck the school
She told me without that school
You'll end up on news
Or you gon be on that corner
Serving wit the ruler
You might touch some money
But you'll never see the jeweler
Ion chase a fast buck
Police shoot wit my hands up
Yeah I had to man up
Had to change up my standards
Everything I been through
Made me better
That's a fact though
Niggas touch some money he don't share it
That's a fact though
Had to learn that don't nobody Care and that's a fact though
If I want some money do some
fraud right off the macbook
Let go of the jwet we chasing music
Need that back end
Member 12 was pointing at me
Ian have a mac den
Know I got some niggas pray to god they catch me lackin
Ian making sculptures wen I Change my cheese be stacking
I'm getting older
I'm only chasing that money now
So many haters I'm forced to load up the 40 round

Loyalty



Credits
Writer(s): Cleff Librun
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