Blue Notes Remix by JayCarterMusic Lyrics
[Intro]
New York What's up????
Jay-Carter is back! I got a fuckin break in Italy for year
Oh Shit! Some nigg*s dreaming to be like me, Oh Shit!
Brooklyn Street call me, I don't more time to lose...
I left these Italian bitches, these fake Rich
And these fake gangsters around me, 2017
Let's get it to play real quick!
This is my blues
Cause I'm back down on my own again
This is the blues I'm playing
Yes, it's a final thing
When the night is cold and lonel
[Verse 1]
My life was a fuckin' challenge
Was it the pain that made me a savage?
I was born to be, I got to inspire be
Enemy try with me, pretty girl wanna to fly with me..
Yeah, Let's get it, I got new plan, I swear ain't lie on my plan
I call a killer! bitch don't scare! I got a deal
I play with my squad, I got to be a real
I'm crazy get my BITCH, I'm crazy to get my STREET!
I swear God look on me, I swear God trust on me, yeah
Franklin street call me OG! Young rich, I put it now
I was in shit, but when I asked, nobody was in round
All these italian bitches wanna come in around
All these enemies wanna find me in around
Stay over there, My bitch!
(This is my blues)
Do me a favor, stay out my way fuck nigg*!
('Cause I'm back down on my own again)
Don't play with me, look in my eyes
Take a dream and follow your street
Don't play yourself, use the time, shit!
(This is the blues I'm playing)
It's the Motherfuckin' JC
(Yes, it's a final thing)
You feel me?
LOOK!
[Verse 2]
Pray to my god
They try to make my life shit!
Try to be real friends and put money real quick
It's only a matter of time to see how your life shit!
They try to call me? but you still sell dope in the street!
'Member they told me that i was going to fail
'Member they wanna to see me a jail
Mom told me, I wish your well
My nigg*s told me I wanna see u a rich deal
I just seen your ambition, ain't fucking well, Yeah
I'm never comin' home, i'm working on the phone
I'm tired of seeing friends losers
I'm tired of seeing this shit, I can't never lose
I'm on my big dream, everybody get a choice
God give you life, try to choose and don't be losers!
This is my blues
'Cause I'm back down on my own again
This is the blues I'm playing
Yes, it's a final thing
When the night is cold and lonel
New York What's up????
Jay-Carter is back! I got a fuckin break in Italy for year
Oh Shit! Some nigg*s dreaming to be like me, Oh Shit!
Brooklyn Street call me, I don't more time to lose...
I left these Italian bitches, these fake Rich
And these fake gangsters around me, 2017
Let's get it to play real quick!
This is my blues
Cause I'm back down on my own again
This is the blues I'm playing
Yes, it's a final thing
When the night is cold and lonel
[Verse 1]
My life was a fuckin' challenge
Was it the pain that made me a savage?
I was born to be, I got to inspire be
Enemy try with me, pretty girl wanna to fly with me..
Yeah, Let's get it, I got new plan, I swear ain't lie on my plan
I call a killer! bitch don't scare! I got a deal
I play with my squad, I got to be a real
I'm crazy get my BITCH, I'm crazy to get my STREET!
I swear God look on me, I swear God trust on me, yeah
Franklin street call me OG! Young rich, I put it now
I was in shit, but when I asked, nobody was in round
All these italian bitches wanna come in around
All these enemies wanna find me in around
Stay over there, My bitch!
(This is my blues)
Do me a favor, stay out my way fuck nigg*!
('Cause I'm back down on my own again)
Don't play with me, look in my eyes
Take a dream and follow your street
Don't play yourself, use the time, shit!
(This is the blues I'm playing)
It's the Motherfuckin' JC
(Yes, it's a final thing)
You feel me?
LOOK!
[Verse 2]
Pray to my god
They try to make my life shit!
Try to be real friends and put money real quick
It's only a matter of time to see how your life shit!
They try to call me? but you still sell dope in the street!
'Member they told me that i was going to fail
'Member they wanna to see me a jail
Mom told me, I wish your well
My nigg*s told me I wanna see u a rich deal
I just seen your ambition, ain't fucking well, Yeah
I'm never comin' home, i'm working on the phone
I'm tired of seeing friends losers
I'm tired of seeing this shit, I can't never lose
I'm on my big dream, everybody get a choice
God give you life, try to choose and don't be losers!
This is my blues
'Cause I'm back down on my own again
This is the blues I'm playing
Yes, it's a final thing
When the night is cold and lonel