This is my blues

′Cause I'm back down on my own again

This is the blues I′m playing

Yes, it's a fine old thing

When the night is cold and lonely

(This is a Dollar Bill beat)

Was it the money that made me a savage?

Poppin' them Percs and I made it a habit

Totin′ them pistols and serving them addicts

That was exciting to me, I′m so excited to be

Started with nothin', we had to inspire to be

Niggas ain′t flyer than me, I'm getting to it

Feel like the man, I got the plan

I call the shooters, they hop out the van

Play with the squad, get popped like a Xan

Pop like a Perc, I′m going ham

I'm goin′ crazy on niggas, too wavy for niggas

Do magic like alakazam

I'm in the kitchen compressing a birdie

Take out a nine and I sell it for thirty

Then straight to the jeweler, I'm bustin a Rollie

To light up the city like Meechie in ′03

I got the plug, he send ′em OT

Don't know these niggas, these niggas know me

Even old niggas, they call me OG

Young nigga but I put it down

We was on it when it weren′t 'round

All of sudden niggas wanna come around

Stay over there, my G

This is my blues

Do me one favor, take a few steps back

′Cause I'm back down on my own again

And look at yourself

Matter fact, take yourself outside your body

And then look at yourself

And see how you playing yourself, nigga

This is the blues I′m playing

Congratulations, it's the motherfuckin' Chasers

Yes, it′s a fine old thing (You feel me?)

When the night is cold and lonely (We on it)

Gave you the plug

Try to be real with some niggas and put ′em on money

And show 'em some love

You did me a favor, I knew you was shiesty

I knew you would show who you was

It′s only a matter of time before niggas get lined

And hit with them slugs

Get found in a pool of your blood, yeah, nigga

'Member they told me that we would fail

′Member they said we would see a cell

Down with that semi like Cam Newton

I'm in the field like the NFL

Niggas is sick′ and I wish 'em well

I made a wish in a wishing well

I put a brick in a wishing well

Been through some shit and I'm sick of jail

No disease but I′m sick of cells

Sick and tired of sending niggas mail

Calling niggas just to get a bail

I just seen a nigga get a L

Never coming home and minute on the phone

Sick and tired of seeing niggas fail

Sick and tired of seeing niggas lose

Sinning like we tryna get to hell

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 lonely

This is the midnight blues