Blue foreign?
Let's go!

Hey, this is me, double Z
Are you hearing it?
Here's the thing, I do sing
But you can't believe it
That's my beat, take a sit
And keep on hearing it
While I speak, while I sing
Still not getting it?
Suck me, 'cause this is it!
Just a homemade thing
That I'm killing it
Just a boss way witch
That I'm bringing it
Just a black heart shit
That I'm singing it

Respect this, and let it roll
Imma sing this shit, till I see it go
Imma sing my shit, till I end my flow
Dropping on this beat of a doping song
Trust me, don't get me wrong
I'm up on this just to speak my soul
Up on this shit just to sing along
When I play that beat in my fucking song

I like this fuss playing on the low
I trust this song that I'm flowing on
Now chack this lumps coming outta throut
Outta throut, outta throut

Holysh**! I'm so sick of this!
All these black strings
All around me
All those black feelings
They are killing me
They got me on my knees
They got me swaering on it
Praying, saying, fading and hating on it
Got me craving, begging
And blaming back on me
But they put me to think
They put me to sing
The truth that I speak
To keep hitting on this, so
So fuck you bitches
Underistimating me
Fuck y'all snitches
If ain't getting my speach
'cause I've been hurting in here
I've been suffring, I mean
I'm not complaing, no
Just making songs of this
Playing some fuss to set it free
Burning some joints to let it be
Now see you, see me
Get into chorus and blow me

I like this fuss playing on the low
I trust this song that I'm flowing on
Now chack this lumps coming outta throut
Outta throut, outta throut