Blues Video (MV)

Ayy
Ay dis junt hard
GBE Riley Gang, y'all know what's going on
Let me wreak this junt right quick

Two is the loneliest number, Charles
Sorry I can't lay up but I'm tryna stack these blues
I refuse to sit up and be broke, that's something I can't do
Havin turkey bags by the lo, can't go out like no fool

I'ma lay up with the mic, spend the night, At the booth
Ayy, catch me in the north and I'm thumbing through these blues
Whole team shinin', don't apply by the rules
You get out your body, you gon' die if you move

These rap niggas my sons, need to take them boys to school
Come in first place, I'ma win, never lose
She don't like the fact I'm chasing money, snooze if she lose
He was a different person yesterday, he changing up his mood

You got GBE and Riley Gang, you know we bad news
Turkey bags by the lo, addict of the household
She think she finna stay but she finna get kicked out though
I'm still the same nigga, quick to hit a nigga mouth though

Steady reaching for my pockets, ain't find nothing but a bankroll
North dallas born and raised nigga, I am not switching
Looking like a jackpot, ice on me, still hitting
Girl, that's about me, I'm Lil G, baby, I'm still with it

All up in the police station, you niggas is still snitching
Sorry I can't live, but I'm tryna stack these blues
I refuse to sit up and be broke, that's something I can't do
Havin turkey bags by the lo, can't go out like no fool

I'ma lay up with the mic, spend the night, hit the booth