blues Lyrics

Ima have my cake and eat it too

Told my nigga "don't even trip about hate that's what people do"

I got people watching me, cant see 'em, call it peekaboo

I don't question their perception I be fly like eagles do

Funny how my wave just started but influence leaking through

I'm fine enough to read the room but I'm so high I'm reaching roof

I need my attitude adjustment

I be blue without them blues

I'm the truth without the views and if it's over Ion' truce

You can feel me through my music

Ain't no posing in the booth

Hoe we both gone be confused if you approach me for some loot

So much culture in my roots got vultures coming by the troop

The whole group already golden we not doin' no recruiting

Know my glory overdue, I been a token for youth

Limit Ubers to a few 'cus I prefer my tinted coupe

I prefer a sprinter van

Ladies man like Killa Cam

I be spinning her so much she got me saved as ceiling fan

But I bet she still a fan

Tell me someone realer than nigga