untitled 08 | 09.06.2014.

Chorus Why so sad Walking around with them blue faces She said I'm down on my luck And it's something I gotta have Blue faces I hit the bank today and told them color me bad Blue faces Get that new money, and it's breaking me down honey Verse 1 Two tears in the bucket I cry with you But I could never lie with you I could never afford not to afford I could never put my plans to the side with you I could never see a red light Like a deer with a headlight I freeze up when I re-up See I barely have patience And you're relating Only the moment to complete us Why you hate to work for it The reason I never went to work for it See a nine to five was so jive turkey But when Thanksgiving came that check didn't hurt me You plead the fifth I read the Fifth Amendment We both criminals with bad intentions They say time heals all But if I can shortcut My success, Corvettes by tomorrow Wait a minute Chorus Now, why you so sad Walking around with them blue faces She said I'm down on my luck And it's something I gotta have Blue faces I hit the bank today and told them color me bad Blue faces Get that new money, and it's breaking me down honey Verse 2 My home girl got a credit card scam She got a scholarship to college but she don't give a damn Intuition got a broke bitch wishin' She tell me this on the phone with the noodles in the pan I know you, woman, I console you, woman You feel like the universe owes you, woman Oh the anticipation, of hoping you could make it Bitches don't prosper chasing education But you're talented, and can't handle it And your homegirls can't be your manager 365 times four, plus more If you can't get it right, tell me, do you got the stamina But shit, ain't no money like fast money Even today I'm considered a crash dummy A rapper chasing stardom, how can I fast forward My accolades better than all them Chorus Why you so sad Walking around with them blue faces She said I'm down on my luck And it's something I gotta have Blue faces I hit the bank today and told them color me bad Blue faces Get that new money, and it's breaking me down honey Verse 3 I wrote this song looking at a broke home baby You know the poverty stricken the little broke boy and babies Somebody yell Kendrick American, they sho' is crazy And I said “why” Then he looked me in the eye, and said nigga you fucked up You're banking on good luck, you wishing for miracles You never been through shit, you're crying hysterical You settle for everything, complain about everything You say you sold crack, my world amphetamine Your projects ain't shit, I live in a hut bitch I'm living to keep warm, you living to pay rent I prayed my way through by waiting on Allah You played your way through, by living in sci-fi Bullshitting yourself, you talking to strangers Same thing goes for the ones you came with When y'all came on the boat looking for hope And all you can say is that you're looking for dope These days ain't no compromise And your pain ain't mines half the time A brand new excuse ain't shit to me Bitch, I made my moves, with shackled feet Cape Town Interlude In today's day and age we practice the self pity of taking the easy way out You wait on them, him and her But when a blessing takes too long, that's when you go wrong You selfish motherfucker Chorus Why so sad Walking around with them blue faces She said I'm down on my luck And it's something I gotta have Blue faces I hit the bank today and told them color me bad Blue faces Get that new money, and it's breaking me down honey Outro Pimp pimp hooray