Black&Blue

Tears fall from the sky

Mind on the hooligans, I think I'm losing it

Hope you're along for the ride

Buckle the seatbelt

So many want me to crash and die, who can I call when I need help?

Juggling thugging, depression, and pride

Saying it loud like James

Rolling the window down, aye bro, do you gang-bang?

Yeah? Click, clack, pow

I'ma regret it mañana

**** be doing shit just to be doing it, we eating better tomorrow

Real food stamp babies

My people product of poverty

I don't know why they would play with us

Choppers in luxury vehicles

Living like Saudi Arabians

Learned Reaganomics and ran it up

We don't got nothing to show for

Infatuated with folklore

We still on some **** shit

Money, I'm getting it

Heaven, I live in it

I look in the mirror, see something missing, I feel like it's you

I know that it's you

So black and blue

Weak for your love (Your love)

I'm weak for your love

So black and blue

For your love, I'm

So black and blue

Weak for your love (Your love)

I'm weak for your love

So black and blue

So black and blue, so black and blue, so black and–

For your love

The cable was basic, the bitches was basic-er

Love and a kiss from her mom, call me her son, she let me stay with her

Maybe we living haram, can't go to prom, send me a prayer up

To the heavens above

Is it a mansion for thugs?

Where did Tupac and 'nem go?

Where Nipsey Hussle 'nem go?

Swavey and Drakeo?

Ricche and Slim Foe?

I spend a lot of my time missing our kinfolk

Put 'em inside of a rhyme hoping they live on

Money, I'm getting it

Heaven, I live in it

I look in the mirror, see something missing, I feel like it's you

I know that it's you

So black and blue

Weak for your love (Your love)

I'm weak for your love

So black and blue

For your love, I'm

So black and blue

Weak for your love (Your love)

I'm weak for your love

So black and blue

So black and blue, so black and blue, so black and–

For your love

Still on some **** shit, still on that **** shit

Tell me what you know 'bout it

Reach your hand in my pocket

Infatuated with folklore

I'd rather be a N-I-G-G-A

What do you say?