Lyrics

This is my blues

'Cause I'm back down on my own again

This is the blues I'm playing

Yes, it's a fine old thing

When the night is cold and lonely

(This is a Dollar Bill beat)

Was it the money that made me a savage?

Poppin' them Percs and I made it a habit

Totin' them pistols and serving them addicts

That was exciting to me, I'm so excited to be

Started with nothin', we had to inspire to be

Niggas ain't flyer than me, I'm getting to it

Feel like the man, I got the plan

I call the shooters, they hop out the van

Play with the squad, get popped like a Xan

Pop like a Perc, I'm going ham

I'm goin' crazy on niggas, too wavy for niggas

Do magic like alakazam

I'm in the kitchen compressing a birdie

Take out a nine and I sell it for thirty

Then straight to the jeweler, I'm bustin a Rollie

To light up the city like Meechie in '03

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