I used to have the blues way back
Push the car when the tires got a flat
Cold showers, no heat, did that
Red light, blue light, kidnapped
But I been known to be good all along
Carry my weight, flex, my armstrong
Do what I want dont stress me
Smoke myself dizzy Gillespie
I get the blues and them c notes flat
Titty boy only thinking bout racks
Build a bridge, say whats up, gimme dap
I aint worried bout a troll in the chat
Just tryna be seen
I got the blues, B.B. King
Dic-tionary, f*ck what you mean
I got the blues
I got the blues
I got the blues
I got the blues
I got the blues
Cause I write the tune
I used to have the blues way back
Scrape keef when I didnt have cash
Midnite might steal the neighbors gas
Getting hired and fired because I spaz
When I got the blues I was sad
Subtracted more than I add
Scat like two girls and a cup
Wifey a fox like Vivica
Blue frog tongue make her fidget
Blue face grant a nigga wishes
Money talks sound blue and I get it
I'm a nerd I can multiply digits
Woke up and pulled myself out of the trenches
I'll kill that pussy and her if she witness
This for my niggas and all of they bitches
No competition, focus on ya riches