Black&Blue
Tears fall from the sky, mindin' the hooligans
I think I'm losin' it, hope you're along for the ride
Buckle the seatbelt, so many want me to crash and die
Who can I call when I need help? Jugglin' thuggin' depression and pride
Sayin' it loud, like James, rollin' the window down, ay
Bro, do you gang bang? Yeah, click-clack baow
I'ma regret it mañana, niggas be doin' shit just to be doin' it
We're eatin' better tomorrow, real food stamp babies
My people, product of poverty
I don't know why they would play with us
Choppers in luxury vehicles, livin' like Saudi Arabians
Learned Reaganomics and ran it up, we don't got nothing to show for
Infatuated with folklore and we still on some nigga shit
Money, I'm gettin' it (money, I'm gettin' it)
Heaven, I'm livin' it (Heaven, I'm livin' it)
I look in the mirror and see somethin' missin'
I feel like it's you (I feel like it's you)
I know that it's you (I know that it's you)
So black and blue
So black and blue
So black and blue
So black and blue
So black and blue, so black and blue
So black and-
The cable was basic, the bitches was basic-er
Love and a kiss from her Mom, call me her son, she let me stay with her
Maybe we're livin' haram, can't go to prom, send me a prayer up
To the Heavens above, is it a mansion for thugs? (Mansion for thugs)
Where did Tupac and 'em go?
Where Nipsey Hus' and 'em go?
Swavey and Drakeo? Ricche and Slim Foe?
I spend a lot of my time missin' our kinfolks
Put 'em inside of a rhyme, hopin' they live on
Money, I'm gettin' it (money, I'm gettin' it)
Heaven, I'm livin' it (Heaven, I'm livin' it)
I look in the mirror and see somethin' missin'
I feel like it's you (I feel like it's you)
I know that it's you (I know that it's you)
So black and blue
So black and blue
So black and blue
So black and blue
So black and blue, so black and blue
So black and-
Still on some nigga shit, still on that nigga shit, uh
Tell me what you know 'bout it
Get your hand out my pocket, uh, uh
Infatuated with folklore
I'd rather be a N-I-G-G-A
What do you say?
I think I'm losin' it, hope you're along for the ride
Buckle the seatbelt, so many want me to crash and die
Who can I call when I need help? Jugglin' thuggin' depression and pride
Sayin' it loud, like James, rollin' the window down, ay
Bro, do you gang bang? Yeah, click-clack baow
I'ma regret it mañana, niggas be doin' shit just to be doin' it
We're eatin' better tomorrow, real food stamp babies
My people, product of poverty
I don't know why they would play with us
Choppers in luxury vehicles, livin' like Saudi Arabians
Learned Reaganomics and ran it up, we don't got nothing to show for
Infatuated with folklore and we still on some nigga shit
Money, I'm gettin' it (money, I'm gettin' it)
Heaven, I'm livin' it (Heaven, I'm livin' it)
I look in the mirror and see somethin' missin'
I feel like it's you (I feel like it's you)
I know that it's you (I know that it's you)
So black and blue
So black and blue
So black and blue
So black and blue
So black and blue, so black and blue
So black and-
The cable was basic, the bitches was basic-er
Love and a kiss from her Mom, call me her son, she let me stay with her
Maybe we're livin' haram, can't go to prom, send me a prayer up
To the Heavens above, is it a mansion for thugs? (Mansion for thugs)
Where did Tupac and 'em go?
Where Nipsey Hus' and 'em go?
Swavey and Drakeo? Ricche and Slim Foe?
I spend a lot of my time missin' our kinfolks
Put 'em inside of a rhyme, hopin' they live on
Money, I'm gettin' it (money, I'm gettin' it)
Heaven, I'm livin' it (Heaven, I'm livin' it)
I look in the mirror and see somethin' missin'
I feel like it's you (I feel like it's you)
I know that it's you (I know that it's you)
So black and blue
So black and blue
So black and blue
So black and blue
So black and blue, so black and blue
So black and-
Still on some nigga shit, still on that nigga shit, uh
Tell me what you know 'bout it
Get your hand out my pocket, uh, uh
Infatuated with folklore
I'd rather be a N-I-G-G-A
What do you say?
Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel Alexander Roth, Marcus Edwards, Vincent Staples, Michael Chinosmso Uzowuru, Alexander M Goose, Robert Earl Davis, Salvador Roberto Samano, Joshua Rikki Lane, Alejandro Miguel Garcia
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