Songtexte: Blu & Exile. My World Is.

Bluuuuuuu
Yeah Uh Uh huh uh huh

[Verse 1:]
Yeah, you know my name rings a bell
Or should I say rocks em. I'm shelltoe rockin
Females I don't got em but get em with no problem
And I don't pack stadiums yet, I still rock em
And they still spell my name Fu*%ed up on they flyers
It's B-L-U and if you see the E drop em It's like the dropped
E from the beats E is droppin got you peeps eavesdropping and the world keeps watching him
(Huh c ya'll)
I see em checking out the scenery They seem to be jockin em
Chicks scream his name out from the bleachers like the proud of em (BLUUU)
A product of a God fearing pastor who was quick to whip my ass but his whoopins
Wasn't hot enough So I flo conscious but still rep the coochie monsters
And still crush the competition no kid is hotter than (BLUUU) you momma's kitchen beg your pardon darling listen I'm a nigga on a mission and this B*%? es ain't stopping

[Chorus:]
Blu
(Stop jockin em)
Blu,
My world is Blu

[Verse 2:]
So you can ride if you want nigga
I skipped class in school a few times but I ain't dumb nigga
Pitched grass too a few times but I don't pump nigga
Never was the fastest in class but if you put me on the track I was
Guaranteed to run niggas Like back when I was a young spitta Bitches used
To ask me kick a flo to em next thing you know I'm stroking em
But I was into older ones kinda like my teachers on the first day of
School I would say it's nice to meet ya I'm...

[Chorus:]
Blu
(But you can call me)
Blu
(I ain't stopping till)
My world is Blu

[Verse 3:]
And my mission's just beginning call it Genesis I'm God's
Eye messenger but the devil's nemesis It's no better predicament
Straighten out the facts cause you twistin it Nigga this a Bridgetown crown
Rocker not a fake affiliate I been in many clicks but this is with soldiers
I bread and many members fell off cause they didn't know the ledge cause
They heads got gased up the still ain't got no drive I'm a ride till I crash and
I still ain't gotta ride I move slow cause bro I got a lot on my mind
That's why I'm quick to give you pieces when I'm jottin my lines still
Grinding at the drop of a dime tryna rob the world for every cent cause s*%t
I owe a lot to my moms and I ain't stopping till I change it for my 5 little sisters
Cause the view from their window consist of strippers and hookers and all
My brothers see is the pushers, hustlas and killas so I walk down blocks as
If the sun had called me nigga made at the world
But [? ] told me it was mines right before half time but it's
4th quarter and we just getting it. Lying for the benefits I told you
If I wrote I'm sticking with every cent of it cause if it goes down I'm a
Be sinking with my penmanship just like a captain and you can only imagine
How much passion that I put in this but some magazines try to rate me on
How good it is please fu*k a critic nigga this is my life if you ain't put in it don't think
I need ya two cents now while you been pushin it cause opinions are assholes
They full of sh%t and everybody's got one if not they tryna cop one I'm
Balancing my options I can be hustling on the block or moving rocks like
It's under construction or really busting for change cause I wanna come
Out of these boots like I'm superman here to save the dame and hear the
Crowd screaming my name like look up on the stage it's a bird it's a plane
Naw nigga that's

Bluuuuu