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moneyphone - blue lyrics

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praises to the most high
i just hit a low
i just need some blue sky
baby take me home
i left some truth inside ya

what is the make in a man?
n-gg-s be iffy i don’t understand
black man, black skin platform
elevator right to my demise
coffin be looking to match my skin tone
shift a couple hues on the pantone
posthumous with a couple wack songs
as long as my n-gg-s get paid, ay

look at the sky
look at the stars
look at myself like at myself i’m ready for war
look at the sky
look at the stars
look at myself like at myself i’m ready for more

blood in my eyes i came from pain (we ain’t the same)

everyday i wake up in haze
look down at myself when i’m searching for praise
baby can you hold me down?

praises to the most high
i just hit a low
i just need some blue sky
baby take me home
i be f-cking up
and i don’t every right my wrongs
you could pick it up
that’s why i’m right here on my own

i was raised an honest n-gg-
a liar as a child
smoke trees duck degrees, in the summer heat
faded like the sides of my brand new hair cut
i ain’t got the du so my waves don’t flow right
‘round the time i met you
i needed summer breeze
when you let me in
i could barely speak
never saw myself as a deep sea diver
the pressure holds me down till’ my words get tied up

i could take the back seat it don’t matter
as long as we’re together then the sh-t gon’ ride out
i could take the back seat it don’t matter, no no

i just need some blue skies baby take me home
you could pick it up that’s why i’m right here on my own

praises to the most high
i just hit a low
i just need some blue sky
baby take me home
i be f-cking up
and i don’t every right my wrongs
you could pick it up
that’s why i’m right here on my own

- moneyphone lyrics

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