Balenciaga Blues

She gone have to shut up lately I ain't in the mood
I told you how I felt but you just played me like a fool
And ever since a youngin, we was breaking all the rules
I told her that I'm single but I like my girls in twos
And I need therapy
You wouldn't last a day inside my shoes
Nobody hearing me
Taking all these drugs just to abuse
That's retail therapy
I spend a couple thousands all on shoes
But I'd rather be depressed and rich, Balenciaga Blues

And I can't lie, lately I've been pouring pain into these melodies
And after all the shit I did for you and all you showed was jealousy
And if you ever see me with a double cup, I'm sipping Hennesy
And I keep one eye on my family, and the other on my enemies
No lie, a nigga flyer than a Pelican
It feels like every time I jump on beats, I'm really in my elements
But they just locked my brother up cus he was sloppy with the evidence
And if I ever cop a rollie, only right I cop the president
So I put ice around my heart and through the storm so that's a blizzard
And if I ever cut you off, it's cus you handed me the scissors
But if you real then you my dawg and you my Clifford
And lately I've been tripping, God forgive me I'm a sinner
And Trill Danny stays in tune just like some harmonies
And Silz probably been through way more drugs than your local pharmacy
And I don't smoke but shawty makes me wanna woosah
Cus my youngers always wilding, swear to God they need their screws tied

She gone have to shut up lately I ain't in the mood
I told you how I felt but you just played me like a fool
And ever since a youngin, we was breaking all the rules
I told her that I'm single but I like my girls in twos
And I need therapy
You wouldn't last a day inside my shoes
Nobody hearing me
Taking all these drugs just to abuse
That's retail therapy
I spend a couple thousands all on shoes
But I'd rather be depressed and rich, Balenciaga Blues



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Adetoye
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