Blue Boss
Can I get it a bit higher?
Got up exactly in the age
Probably
The hunger had struck me
The push to stay alive is a part of me
When I wash I wash the pain
So over that my work's in vain
No access to being out of life
Sometimes the force change
I respect
And I bleed, bleed even if there is no blood
My family washing out my tears
Their water thinner than blood
And I ain't talk to them in years for them my shit my blood
And now they shot me in the street I thought that we were blood
It's not enough
Walk my fingers to the born land uh
It's not enough
This mic I'm spitting on, and my fridge is not enough
I'm an artist, this how long in the streets
Not enough
And when the world stop treating people like they think we ain't enough
Sweet life under a rock my G
Flawless with no eyes, we're watching God, I awoke my G
Honest, then I order the revolt that we sought my G
Honest, we listen to our hearts change but
But we been on it
Mama said
Use your head, girl you're stuck up in the clouds
Well I think we fly high cause we stuck up in the clouds
We no longer in this world, cause we stuck up in the clouds
All we do is blow trees when you stuck up in the clouds
Damn, see that
Damn, Freedom
Damn, Damn, Freedom, Freedom
Damn, Damn, Freedom, you see that
Heart beat, free
Heart beat, free
Heart beat
Revolution, honestly you open til you dead
Then she kitchen for a fix and for her life crackhead
Then go ahead, and try to tell me we ain't living in two different worlds my uh
It's time for you to see
That this is democracy
If the rich are getting richer boy how poor we gona be
Oh how dumb we gona be
Freedom is the lullaby
Under you breath "for free my uh"
Sweet life under, I rep my G flawless
Ain't no eye's we're watching my God I awoke my G honest
Then I order the revolt that we sought my G honest
Listen to our hearts and show you what they really wanted
Mama said
Use your head, girl you're stuck up in the clouds
Well I think we fly high cause we stuck up in the clouds
We no longer in this world, cause we stuck up in the clouds
All we do is blow trees when you stuck up in the clouds
Damn, see that
Damn, Freedom
Damn, Damn, Freedom, Freedom
Got up exactly in the age
Probably
The hunger had struck me
The push to stay alive is a part of me
When I wash I wash the pain
So over that my work's in vain
No access to being out of life
Sometimes the force change
I respect
And I bleed, bleed even if there is no blood
My family washing out my tears
Their water thinner than blood
And I ain't talk to them in years for them my shit my blood
And now they shot me in the street I thought that we were blood
It's not enough
Walk my fingers to the born land uh
It's not enough
This mic I'm spitting on, and my fridge is not enough
I'm an artist, this how long in the streets
Not enough
And when the world stop treating people like they think we ain't enough
Sweet life under a rock my G
Flawless with no eyes, we're watching God, I awoke my G
Honest, then I order the revolt that we sought my G
Honest, we listen to our hearts change but
But we been on it
Mama said
Use your head, girl you're stuck up in the clouds
Well I think we fly high cause we stuck up in the clouds
We no longer in this world, cause we stuck up in the clouds
All we do is blow trees when you stuck up in the clouds
Damn, see that
Damn, Freedom
Damn, Damn, Freedom, Freedom
Damn, Damn, Freedom, you see that
Heart beat, free
Heart beat, free
Heart beat
Revolution, honestly you open til you dead
Then she kitchen for a fix and for her life crackhead
Then go ahead, and try to tell me we ain't living in two different worlds my uh
It's time for you to see
That this is democracy
If the rich are getting richer boy how poor we gona be
Oh how dumb we gona be
Freedom is the lullaby
Under you breath "for free my uh"
Sweet life under, I rep my G flawless
Ain't no eye's we're watching my God I awoke my G honest
Then I order the revolt that we sought my G honest
Listen to our hearts and show you what they really wanted
Mama said
Use your head, girl you're stuck up in the clouds
Well I think we fly high cause we stuck up in the clouds
We no longer in this world, cause we stuck up in the clouds
All we do is blow trees when you stuck up in the clouds
Damn, see that
Damn, Freedom
Damn, Damn, Freedom, Freedom
Credits
Writer(s): David Rodriguez-lovibond, Tembo Sampa
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