Lyrics:
tryna cake up
Tryna stack up, and tryna back up
Tryna pack up, I gotsta act up, and get my thang right
'cause you know, it's all part of being black
the dignity of being considered a separate color
To my eyes it seems merely deep blue"
And I agree with that
I've never understood Indigo
It's almost never
you think you ain't a gangsta 'less you killin' dawg
It's part of being black,well the brighter color's revealing dawg
Working out for some cause it's
word, nigga
Someone who stays high
Watching their life go by
Someone content with riding it behind, nigga
They come in all colors, white, black, Puerto
Plucking pieces of my pomegranate
Let the seeds hit the floor they could grow and reflect for when I flow
When the months go by I reap what I sow
his way of doing a thing
Now we should attempt to do a tune that is very popular
It was written by one of the great young songwriters of today
Now I
and tired
Of being pushed around by you
Paint me any color
And I'll wear it like it's true
Make it look natural
Like it's who I am through and through
Cake
a straw
You can say my shit is flawed
Just know they can't knock me off
I speak a different language like I came from Portugal, Venezuela, or Kabul
I profit
you got no flaws, no flaws
I'm not tryin' to be your part time lover
Sign me up for the full time, I'm yours, all yours
So, what a man gotta do?
What
the start
But you know we had to part
That's the way I give my love
I'm still in love with you
(Yes, I'm still in love with you)
Yo, but a man gotta do what
the kennel, let him out I hear it in you
Got a L.V. jacket, same color as the pistol
RIP Virgil, man that nigga was the inspo
Designer frames with the money
'll speak to you soon
PS: Roman and Chandler are good
I took little man Portugal
And he showed me how fast he could swim, ha
That little yute there is
comfort?
Or it can be over
Or we can just leave it here
So pick any number
Choose any color
I've got the answer
Open the envelope
I'll give you one
please nigga
Here we go - Just Blaze!
To all my niggas on the porch gettin they hair braided
Cornrowed by a L.A. bitch
And I can't forget, my niggas ridin
Aahhh shit!
Here's another one
And another one
Haha, yeah
Hey, hey
The bills keep comin' (Whoo!)
I like to watch 'em change colors
The pink, yellow,
on sight, put the laser to your fitting
When I play it, don't witness them, they get bodied by the fittest
Grizzly with the hands, I try to have me a minute
some races
And vengeance is the Lord's
If we aspire to share this space
Repentance is the cure
Well, just a day in the shoes of a color blind man
you see is a color of skin
How many times do we show you we grew and we part of a team that's just tryna win
I'm done wit these niggas that's pullin
records saying that we're a threat to decent society.
Fuck them. I hope we are.
What kind of depraved idiot thinks they can silence others by denying them
boy do work
Whoa
Try to shoot me for the work
I finger a bad bitch, watchin' Nina squirt
Backed up by Bonnie who's backed up by Clyde
See it in my eyes,
By the bar by the bar ho I'm by the bar
50 racks on me 120 in this car
By the bar by the bar ho I'm by the bar
Iced out dog tags Presidential R
the poor, forget the attention
With these glasses I'm losing precision
Red flags, rose color with the frame
Deceived by the lies all about my name
New lease,
Stubborn
No, I don't wanna go to h*** but d*** the scars burn
No, I don't wanna be by myself but d*** my heart hurts
Man I do not know what I
hey
And I'mma beat it, I'mma flip it
Before u see it, I done did it, ya, ya
I know everytime she passes by
Every man around her goes like ""ai ai
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