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NEVER Blue by TC4 Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2019

We can't just kick it in the set cuz it ain't never blue
We was taught to keep it solid, never give a clue
They said they always gone slide but they never do
The streets turned me to a man, I can't leave the deuce (X2)

We can't just kick it in the set cuz it would go down
They homies is flippin niggas and bitches like its 4 pounds
We feuding with the homies now, knock him down he outta bounds
Looking for a 30, K just stocked up on my 40 now
What the fuck ya got a vest?
On the set im tryna noodle shit
My trey-five to ya nine?
Ima pit, you a poodle bitch
I promise whe I bust I put my trust by every tool legit
I give shots like I flow, I’m throwing bullets like im Kapernick
Waiting to hear that thing click, im brainless
I get to shooting all my problems
Lil bro go the shit, he pulled it out and not I gottem
Heard yall speakin on my name
Yall niggas weird like Dennis Rodman
9k, 9-11, I pay a tax like Osama
On my Momma, these streets gon get real hectic
Start shooting at the bitch, had to teach the bitch a lesson
On the set we never blue, caught the bitch, she get the steppin
It was my life or hers, I knocked her off and tossed the weapon
We can't just kick it in the set cuz it ain't never blue
We was taught to keep it solid, never give a clue
They said they always gone slide but they never do
The streets turned me to a man, I can't leave the deuce (X2)

The set is never blue, these bullets flying like a pigeon
Ima knock the nigga down if he play flexin for the bitches
We gon strip him for his shot with all that gold seekin attention
Free the whole fuckin set, they tryina wash us like some dishes
We was taught to keep it solid, never give a clue
And we gon turn up on a nigga if he say fuck the deuce
And we gon air the whole city nigga flip the coupe
And ima knock the homie down if he that loose screw
My daily situation tryna escape assassination
And I just want the money
Live or die, think im playing?
I’ll kick a nigga door, or scope out till its vacant
Im chasin blue faces, all 100s can't portray us
I never gave a statement, swear im solid like a soul
I’ll put one in myself, if a nigga prove me wrong
Early morning, get the cash, then im gone
We on the duce with a stick, cuz we ain't talkin on the phone

We can't just kick it in the set cuz it ain't never blue
We was taught to keep it solid, never give a clue
They said they always gone slide but they never do
The streets turned me to a man, I can't leave the deuce (X2)