Jon Hope - Bluest Moon

I've been meaning just to tell you how my story's not sold
From the muddy waters running with that homicide glow
If I told you how I made it you won't believe the truth
If they wonder how I did it say it's the bluest moon.
I've been meaning just to tell you how my story's not sold
From the muddy waters running with that homicide glow
If I told you how I made it you won't believe the truth
If they wonder how I did it say it's the bluest moon.

Hundred cars wanna see them parked
No remote hundred car garage
Used play with toys as a baby boy
When I close my eyes I was counting stars
House small but I'm dreaming big
Second hand I inhaled the cigs
Inhaled the weed and the broken glass
I was never first I was born to last
My nigga, lemon squeeze that trigger
Bullets fly they whistle
School of thought is dismissal
Bubba Tutt I miss you
Really I miss my dawg
So much pain I wish I lost
Funerals I kissed that corpse
Paid my dues and I split that cost
A way with words and I won't get caught
I was notified when the money talks
With a bad ting from the Ivory Coast
Yellow hair with the brown skin
She in public want my private parts
Tolerate no disrespect
100 wolves coming at your neck
You see the splash, peep the drip
The ink is dry all we need is this

I've been meaning just to tell you how my story's not sold
From the muddy waters running with that homicide glow
If I told you how I made it you won't believe the truth
If they wonder how I did it say it's the bluest moon.
I've been meaning just to tell you how my story's not sold
From the muddy waters running with that homicide glow
If I told you how I made it you won't believe the truth
If they wonder how I did it say it's the bluest moon.

Written by:
Harrison Grigsby

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Lyrics © Sentric Music

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