Blue Faces

2 Tears in the bucket I cry with you

But I could never lie with you

I could never afford not to afford!

I could never put my plans to the side with you!

I could never see a red light

Like a deer with the headlight

I freeze up when I reup

See I barely had patience

And you're relating

Only the moment to complete us

Why you hate to work for it?

Went to work for it

See a nine to five was so jive turkey

But when thanksgiving came, checks didn’t hurt me

You plead the fifth

I read the fifth amendment

We both criminals with bad intentions

They say time heals all

But if I could shortcut

My success, corvettes by tomorrow

But why you so sad?

Walking around with them blue faces

They say I’m down on my luck

And it’s something I gotta have

Blue faces

Walking around with them blue faces

I hit the bank today and tell them color me bad

Blue faces

Get that new money, and it’s breaking me down

My home girl got a credit card scam

She got a scholarship to college but she don’t give a damn

Intuition got a black woman wishin'

She sayin' this on the phone with the noodles in the pan

I know you, woman, I console you, woman

You feel like the universe owes you, woman

Oh the anticipation, hoping you could make it

Women don't prosper chasing education

But you're talented, and can't handle it

And your homegirls can't be your manager

365 Times four, plus more

Can't get it right, tell me, do you got the stamina?

But ain't no money like fast money

Even today I'm considered a crash dummy

A rapper chasing stardom, how can I fast forward?

My accolades better than all them

But why I'm so sad?

Walking around with them blue faces

They say I’m down on my luck

And it’s something I gotta have

Blue faces

Walking around with them blue faces

I hit the bank today and tell them color me bad

Blue faces

Get that new money, and it’s breaking me down

I love God, I love speed, I love drank, I love me

I love oceans in the deep, I love me

I love women, I love me

I love God

But I’m scared of God speed

Sometimes

Wrote this song like I never went home and made it

You know the poverty stricken the lyrical broke boy and baby

Somebody say kendrick american they sho’ is crazy

And I said “why?”

The he looked me in the eye

He said homie you messed up

You breaking my good luck

You wishing for miracles

Living through shit, you’re crying hysterical

Settle for everything, complain about everything

Say your soul crack, my world amphetamines

You projects ain’t it, I live in the hood

You living to keep warm

I’m living to pay rent

I paid my way through

Praying to allah

You played your way through dealing with wi-fi

Go fuck yourself, you talking to strangers

Same thing go for the ones you came with

We all came on the boat looking for hope

And all you can say is that you’re looking for dope

These days ain’t no compromise

Your pain ain’t mine half the time

A brand new excuse ain’t nothing to me

See I made my moves, with shackled feet

Cape town, cape town, cape town, cape town

Cape town, cape town, cape town

Corn row kenny

I wanna get the mixed dashboards triple digits, skrr

I wanna get the mixed dashboards triple digits, skrr, skrr

Corn row kenny

So many plays on me I finesse

Palisade views with some sex

I lost a lot of love for missionary

This the first time I react

Me and top is like a kobe and phil

A father figure play with him, he get killed

Play with me and he will kill you himself

Tde the mafia of the west

Move in silence, yeah, we juggin’ like that

Act of violence, yeah, we juggin’ like that

I did a lot of dumb things in my past

Love will give me hope and I won’t relapse

Dave just bought a new nine eleven

Almost thought I’d seen another plane crash

Q just bought a brand new mclaren

Rock-a-lack about to buy the projects

Rashad got his son dripping in gold

Me I’m ‘bout to let my hair down the holes

Ali 'bout to let his hair down the holes

Top billing that’s a million a show

Might blow the [?] soul

Might tell obama be more like punch

Sounwave got a grammy this year

Mack [?], but he do what he want

Level two, level two

No I’m not done

You ain’t gotta tell me that I’m the one

I could put a rapper on life support

Guarantee something that none of you want

Then hold me down and they yell something like

Rent is like twenty five hundred a month

What if I empty my bank out and stunt?

What if I empty my bank out and stunt?

You ain’t gotta tell me that I’m the one

You ain’t gotta tell me that I’m the one

You ain’t gotta tell me that I’m the one

You ain’t gotta tell me that I’m the one

You ain’t got, you ain’t got

You ain’t got, you ain’t

You ain’t gotta tell me that I’m the one

Yes I’m the one