BoMalone - Black&Blurry Lyrics

Rolling in deep
Ima call for Adele
Got me all stranded
Inside of this hell
All of the times
I done had me cell
Picked up the phone
Til i got me 10
Wishing i'd go back
All over again
Pull to spot
Ima tell you tale
S**t aint for sale
Got me some grams
Ima just show you
You smell and inhale
Took all the time off the music
My courage
I felt like just making these moves
Off the gram
N***as be suffering
Casting these spells
So many witches
You'd think u would fail
In the hotel
Watching sum telenova
Theres smoking mirrors right
Inside of this room
Need me some to recoupe
F*ck all your feelings
Im cool
We did again
Like the bulletins
Bitches that wanting some LouBoutin's
Gotta go hustle
I can't pretend
Feel like I'm Russell
Inside a Benz

Black and blurry
Like my nightmares
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The blacker the berry
The blacker my thoughts
I been just wishing like where do i start
Seen couple niggas just saying they stars
Who are telling
The lies are at large
Pick and choosing
And choosing a job
Shooting n robbing
I guess you gon' rob
All of the times you done told me u winning
I aint even seen a cheque or percentage
Lately been following drills
Do it cause i want a mil
You hungry but still ate meal
Don't give a f*ck how you feel
Told myself
Ima do better
Gotta get up
Get this blue cheddar
Rocking polos and some blue sweaters
You don't understand it
Ima go getter

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Like my nightmares
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