BluuuuuuunYeah Uh Uh huh uh huhnn[Verse 1:]nYeah, you know my name rings a bellnOr should I say rocks em. I'm shelltoe rockinnFemales I don't got em but get em with no problemnAnd I don't pack stadiums yet, I still rock emnAnd they still spell my name Fu*%ed up on they flyersnIt's B-L-U and if you see the E drop em It's like the droppednE from the beats E is droppin got you peeps eavesdropping and the world keeps watching himn(Huh c ya'll)nI see em checking out the scenery They seem to be jockin emnChicks scream his name out from the bleachers like the proud of em (BLUUU)nA product of a God fearing pastor who was quick to whip my ass but his whoopinsnWasn't hot enough So I flo conscious but still rep the coochie monstersnAnd 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 stoppingnn[Chorus:]nBlun(Stop jockin em)nBlu,nMy world is Blunn[Verse 2:]nSo you can ride if you want nigganI skipped class in school a few times but I ain't dumb nigganPitched grass too a few times but I don't pump nigganNever was the fastest in class but if you put me on the track I wasnGuaranteed to run niggas Like back when I was a young spitta Bitches usednTo ask me kick a flo to em next thing you know I'm stroking emnBut I was into older ones kinda like my teachers on the first day ofnSchool I would say it's nice to meet ya I'm...nn[Chorus:]nBlun(But you can call me)nBlun(I ain't stopping till)nMy world is Blunn[Verse 3:]nAnd my mission's just beginning call it Genesis I'm God'snEye messenger but the devil's nemesis It's no better predicamentnStraighten out the facts cause you twistin it Nigga this a Bridgetown crownnRocker not a fake affiliate I been in many clicks but this is with soldiersnI bread and many members fell off cause they didn't know the ledge causenThey heads got gased up the still ain't got no drive I'm a ride till I crash andnI still ain't gotta ride I move slow cause bro I got a lot on my mindnThat's why I'm quick to give you pieces when I'm jottin my lines stillnGrinding at the drop of a dime tryna rob the world for every cent cause s*%tnI owe a lot to my moms and I ain't stopping till I change it for my 5 little sistersnCause the view from their window consist of strippers and hookers and allnMy brothers see is the pushers, hustlas and killas so I walk down blocks asnIf the sun had called me nigga made at the worldnNas told me it was mines right before 'Halftime' but it'sn4th quarter and we just getting it. Lying for the benefits I told younIf I wrote I'm sticking with every cent of it cause if it goes down I'm anBe sinking with my penmanship just like a captain and you can only imaginenHow much passion that I put in this but some magazines try to rate me onnHow good it is please fu*k a critic nigga this is my life if you ain't put in it don't thinknI need ya two cents now while you been pushin it cause opinions are assholesnThey full of sh%t and everybody's got one if not they tryna cop one I'mnBalancing my options I can be hustling on the block or moving rocks likenIt's under construction or really busting for change cause I wanna comenOut of these boots like I'm superman here to save the dame and hear thenCrowd screaming my name like look up on the stage it's a bird it's a planenNaw nigga that'snnBluuuuu