Lyrics Blue - zl!ster

I told my mom she wouldn't have to worry much longer
I skip the path ditch the hole likes it mancala
I've been on a fucking plane, bitch I lose hours
Imma justify it all I got sky miles
Ugh

I got the spirit but what I'm flying American
I got mimosas I'm posted up at the Harrison
I got the heat in feeling like Micky Arison

Tell the truth now

Truth is that I'm worried
Truth is that my mind is uneasy I feel discouraged
Truth is that my is unwinding I feel the urge
Truth is that I coulda been six feet under the

Imma tell the truth
I won't a tell a tie because I spit it to the youth

Got a lil wisdom but I keep it in my tooth
Broken crayons color bitch, although I'm feeling

Blue