"Blue Jay" lyrics

It's a hundred shots behind me and them
Roleys in the sky you make your first hunnid grand
I'm dying to live, it's hard to live when they dying
Look into my soul and you can see if I'm lying
I just made another twenty-thousand
I know some niggas with a hundred-thousand in jewels in metro housing
I ain't even try to finish school, ask my accountant
Went from sellin' heroin for shoes to buying houses
From co-signing them ounces
From sitting in the trap wit' bugs and mouses
From fightin' all these bed bugs off the couches
See, we was livin' reckless
Runnin' from the feds, we hoppin' fences
Ain't no conceal and carry permit in the trenches

Get hollows for breakfast
To identify his face they need a dentist
Where if you step out of place, they leave you breathless
See, this just where I'm from
From a city where you better keep your gun
Or you better have your funds for the give and go
Button on the radio
Show you where the bird is
I was there too young
You gon' get through this hurt, kid
Go head do your dirt, kid
This is for the misfits who thought that they wasn't worth shit
Confiding in this codeine isn't working

Perkys at the bottom of her Birkin
She been puttin' work in
I ran out of bags to put this work in
They gave him a bag to put his work in
He bought him a safe to put his hurt in
Safe to put his hurt in, oh no