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This is my blues'Cause I'm back down on my own againThis is the blues I'm playingYes it's a final thingWhen the night is cold and lonelyWas it the money that made me a savage?Poppin' them Percs and I made it a habitTotin' them pictures and serving them addictsThat was exciting to meI'm so excited to beStarted with nothin' we had to inspire to beNiggas ain't flyer than meI'm getting to itFeel like the man I got the planI call the shooters they hop out the vanPlay with the squad get popped like a XanPop like a Perc I'm goin' hamI'm goin' crazy on niggas too wavy for niggasDo magic like alakazamI'm in the kitchen compressin' a birdieTake out a nine and I sell it for thirtyThen straight to the jeweler I'm bustin a RollieTo light up the city like Meechie '03I got the plug he send him up TDon't know these niggasthese niggas know meEven old niggas they call me OGYoung nigga but I put it downWe was on it when it wasn't 'roundAll of sudden niggas wanna come aroundStay over there my GThis is my bluesDo me one favorTake a few steps back'Cause I'm back down on my own againAnd look at yourselfMatter facttake yourself outside your bodyand then look at yourselfAnd see how you playing yourself niggaThis is the blues I'm playingCongratulationsIt's the motherfuckin' ChasersYes it's a final thingYou feel meWe on itWhen the night is cold and lonelyPay you the plugTry to be real with some niggasand put 'em on money and show 'em some loveYou did me a favor I knew you was shiestyI knew you would show who you wasIt's only a matter of time before niggas get lyingand hit with them slugsGet found in a pool of your blood yeah nigga'Member they told me that we would fail'Member they said we would see a cellDown with that semi like Cam NewtonI'm in the field like the NFLNiggas is kickin' I wish em wellI made a wish in a wishing wellI put a brick in a wishing wellBeen through some shit and I'm sick of jailNo disease but I'm sick of cellsSick and tired of sending niggas mailCalling niggas just to get a bailI just seen a nigga get a LNever coming home minute on the phoneSick and tired of seeing niggas failSick and tired of seeing niggas loseSinning like we tryna get to hellThis is my blues'Cause I'm back down on my own againThis is the blues I'm playingYes it's a final thingWhen the night is cold and lonelyThis is the midnight blues