Blues

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Illmac] Ain't a bit sober, crack a lid open the zip full of that stiff odor The comedown for that get over I'ma get over Whip pull up, pack in it like a pistola on my hip holster, scrip po'ed up Get control of my impulses I'm impulsive, Lord forgive me When we touring cities, Portland's with me I'm storing pennies saving for a Bentley Poor and shifty pouring whisky, y'all ignore this, Jordan's history's In me fortunately, now the benchwarmer's scoring 50 I, keep it a hundred though My, pain's too, deep for the undertow Light blues on me but I drink heavy, think brown I think Henny Read your body language, that was green envy Blackout, blackout like the nightfall Grey sky, cherry Caddy on them white walls Red cups, clear crystals on the OG Roll green, lungs black from the smokescreen Uh [Chorus: Illmac] I got these blues, got these blues I don't got you but I got these blues, got these blues I don't got you but I got these blues I'm chasing green, this blunt is purple This cup is pink, all I got's these blues Got these blues yeah I got these blues I don't got you but I got these blues, got these blues I don't got you but I got these blues I'm chasing green, this blunt is purple This cup is pink, all I got's these blues, got these blues [Verse 2: Chase Moore] Uh The hat blue stitched logo with the green rugby (low class) Every time I got the blues I know this green loves me (yup) Dreaming of money, in between times it seems ugly Haunted dreams but I'm Constantine, demons flee from me Buying buds in your side of town for a tour (what up bro?) I'm tryna find a plug, at the Ralphie outlet store I had a 16 of this lean, but now I'm down to four It doesn't add up it isn't even substracted from the score With the odds against me, I keep, coming back for more Feet, running ankles sore, weak, stomach need something that's the cure, uh And the answer to all my prayers Peeling back all the layers we feel like basketball players Even when we low we positive that's just all in our nature Eyes red as the Hi-Tec, OG as green as this paper A weathered soul attention-prone Tryna X the O's the tension grows I'll never fold so, I'll just take a separate road (keep it pushing) To my next destination I'm tryna live with less expectations, but they steady tryna test my patience The ups and downs of this life 'cause it's so short It's why I'm wearing Sk8-Hi's with the 'Lo Sport [Chorus: Illmac] I got these blues, got these blues I don't got you but I got these blues, got these blues I don't got you but I got these blues I'm chasing green, this blunt is purple This cup is pink, all I got's these blues Got these blues yeah I got these blues I don't got you but I got these blues, got these blues I don't got you but I got these blues I'm chasing green, this blunt is purple This cup is pink, all I got's these blues, got these blues