Bluest Moon Songtext
von Jon Hope
Bluest Moon Songtext
Yeah
John Hope
Racks
Bluest Moon
I′ve been meaning just to tell you that my soul is 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 that my soul is 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 ′em park
No remote, hundred car garage
Used to play with toys as a baby boy
When I closed my eyes, I was counting stars
House small, but I'm dreaming big
Secondhand, I inhaled the cigs
Inhaled the weed and the broken glass
I was never first, I was born to last
My nigga, let me squeeze that trigger
Bullets fly, they whistle
School of thought is dismissal
Bubba Tuck, I miss you
Really I miss my dog
So much pain, I wish I lost
Funerals, I kiss that corpse
Pay my dues, I split that cost
Got a way with words and I won′t get caught
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
A hundred 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 that my soul is 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 that my soul is 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
Yeah
John Hope
That Hope shit
John Hope
Racks
Bluest Moon
I′ve been meaning just to tell you that my soul is 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 that my soul is 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 ′em park
No remote, hundred car garage
Used to play with toys as a baby boy
When I closed my eyes, I was counting stars
House small, but I'm dreaming big
Secondhand, I inhaled the cigs
Inhaled the weed and the broken glass
I was never first, I was born to last
My nigga, let me squeeze that trigger
Bullets fly, they whistle
School of thought is dismissal
Bubba Tuck, I miss you
Really I miss my dog
So much pain, I wish I lost
Funerals, I kiss that corpse
Pay my dues, I split that cost
Got a way with words and I won′t get caught
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
A hundred 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 that my soul is 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 that my soul is 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
Yeah
John Hope
That Hope shit
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