Lyrics:
It's a gray, gray gloomy day
A strange and moody blues day
Gotta get through, gotta get through another day
Corn yellow silk and golden sunlight
It's the end of the world and
I never know how
To get myself out of
These temporary blurs
When I feel this blue, or
Maybe I'm just in a mood
My therapist
Hate to tell you pretty Mama
But I gots me the Blues again
Yes I hate to inform you pretty Mama
But ol' Moody's got himself the mean ol' Blues again
vision
Rolls Royce problems with me haunted by ghost visions
My nights are haunted by ghost dreams dreams dreams dreams
My nights are haunted by ghost
Jasmine curls around the ladder wrung
Smoke inhaled by the young one's lung
We're eating ice cream
We're having fun
When the loudspeaker crackles
the demons lookin' moody (what?)
(All the demons lookin' moody)
Got fifty-two shots in this Glock but a nigga won't let him
Xd, a nigga totin' Beretta
Ruffle
jackson
I told Moody this bitch acting bougie
Fucked her one time and I’m on to the blue cheese
Thumbing through hundreds like it was a loose leaf
(Beep)
Something's in the way
Been in slow motion since last Tuesday
You went away
And left my mind state moody
Its been blue and grey
Might smoke away
She text me out the blue
Sayin' she looked at some views
I see she actin' real moody, and
I don't know what to do
Yeah, she actin' real moody, and
I
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
don't care bitch I'm about this fucking blue cheese (Yea yea yea)
Baby baby fuck me or fuck off you goofy (Yea yea yea)
I'm being real you acting like I'm
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Heart made of stone, but my rhymes made of gold
Now its time to shine, nobody even knows shit
Fuck being moody, I'm out my 'Blue Period'
Hope nobody shoot
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
do I owe you it's alright
From my floor up to the ceiling shit I'm shooting higher heights
I been feeling extra moody cuz I rap this shit at night I
Blue and black
Blue and black
Blue and black
Blue and black
Hit your girl
I attack
She got curls
It's a rap
Blue and black
Blue and black
Blue
them games
I been on a change doe
I see right through the frame tho
Moody switching lenses
Can't complain tho
Really was my main foe
Heart cold
Blue
on the track for the new song
Album twenty-two can blow up all the year long
College girls can't make me sad
I'm fine by myself, it's not bad
Party up until
She wan’ side by side my movie she is not my co-star
She thirsty, allow no rings but I am not a coaster
Repeat after me in yo’ tongue, no hay
RPGEP
Reign forever
Put all the coins in the bag
Your album: I heard that it's bad
They know that I'm perfect, at that
Man, I swerve, man, I swerve
lady
With blue jeans and her shiny teeth
O, she's like a dream
Madeline is always moody
nobody understands her true feelings
why are you so melancholy
O
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