Fuck you think you goin?
For real
Mwah
Blue is the color of the red sky
Will he—? Will he come home tonight?
Blue is the color that she feels inside
Matador, I can't hide my fear anymore (Niggas lookin left, keep that iron on me)
Ha, ha, ha, I keep that toaster on me
Niggas lookin left, keep that iron on me
Ha, uh, I keep that toaster on me
Niggas lookin left, keep that iron on me

This shit real, lil' baby
Fuck how you feel, lil' baby
I already know you a traitor
Pull up, double park the Mercedes
End of the road for us, I already drove you crazy
Better not call my phone
I stand on everything you hear me saying
Nigga, I'm from westside road
Next to the store
Now I'm a star, lil' baby

Hol up, I need me some real nigga theme music
I don't think you niggas understand how I been through it
Ridin in the 'Lac, it was me, Juice