Текст песни My Blues - Ceedub

Yea

Demons tryna break me again challenge my faith once again
Life I'm just taking it in
Look
Perspective
Seems like they changing up when people who claimed they ya friend
Fake on hand they said they would lend
Fell out with family and they don't care to mend
Or fix things that was started by them
Hoes only showing you attention when you bout to spend
Had to realize it's only one person that's there in beginning
And end and beloved that's you

I wish I had popped out with Tizz when he asked me to pull up to the stu
I put music off but at the same time I could feel how my passion grew
See I just waited big contemplation until I knew this what I should do
Budda my pants
But it won't the only thing that on my body that really was true
Yea
And that's why I rock with myself gotta know nobody gonna make your dreams
Happen but you and yourself can't be afraid to show people what you got
Just know your worth and ya wealth what the point
Of product in the store if you don't get picked off the shelf
Yea
Check it
Nobody spot is Reserved
Until you put in that work now every thing you deserve
On a plate like a bunch of d'oeuvre
Creep up on the money I lurk cake talks let's converse
If not then I just swerve

I thinking about women I had and back then
How they got on my nerves maybe I should have treated em better
Took em shopping more just to splurge but I have no regrets
Cause women tell far lies so they'll get a purse
And I'm really him believe me
I gotta go hard every verse

I'm talking facts today walking up in my path today
Y'all be lost tryna catch the wave and that's word to the castaways
Dead ends watch em pass away knocking beats out like I'm Cassius Clay

Felling like meek with the nappy braids
Yea
Gritty nigga

Opps on my block in my city
Is you off that wok you look dizzy

Yea yea

Bitch I'm from the town everybody know round the world we get busy
I don't fuck with many men niggas iffy
For that bread we turn corn into jiffy
Can't earn a half cent even if they was penny
Put knifes in my back you a rat or a piggy
Niggas die in they hood like they Kenny
And that's why they tote glocks or a semi
And these goes go crazy for bengies and that pussy ain't mine
It's a renty money come money go it can't end me
I invested my stack of my stimmy get it back spend it back in a plent
You niggas just envy

Look I'm done with niggas being fake
I'm done trusting on niggas who's snakes
I'm done being humble dubbie got this off the muscle
It's time to show niggas I'm great

I get too much love to be dishing out hate
Don't look at my food you ain't finish ya plate

I get too much love to be dishing out hate
Don't look at my food you ain't finish ya plate see this is my blues