Nik D - Blues Lyrics

I been 'countin blues
But still ain't 'feelin right
Took a trip onto Barneys
Couldn't find 'nun I like
Eating squab at Quince
The plate about 2 bites
Blueberry Cruffin in this wood
Bitch you 'gon pay the price

I can look at you
An tell that we don't think the same
A couple bad bitches
This one got crazy brain
This other said my dick pretty
I said do ya 'thang
Gettin head 'onna bed
Smokin 'xotic strains
You see I'm gettin money
Yeah you can't count these franks
I used to tell a bitch to pay
When we was on them dates
I wanna see what you about
If you deserve a place
Oh yeah you say you love my smell
Well I like ya taste

I been 'countin blues
But still ain't 'feelin right
Took a trip onto Barneys
Couldn't find 'nun I like
Eating squab at Quince
The plate about 2 bites
Blueberry Cruffin in this wood
Bitch you 'gon pay the price

You see Pharrell with Adidas
Do you know the difference
Need a sponsorship from Nike
How I'm on my mission
When the checks clear for cash
Boi I be 'gettin visions
'Ima always be me tho
That's straight tunnel vision
Feeling just like Tom Brady
How I'm always 'winnin
Guess that it's just meant to be
Big dawg
I'm 'grinnin
Put a band on my wrist
And I bet I'm 'hittin
It's jus best to be yourself
Stop the counterfeiting
I
Remember bein broke
Now I wont go back
I
Could never be the type to ask to hold that
How
Does it feel that that's your bitch
And I done blowed that
Now
This shit is gettin easy n I showed that
Im
Just tryna run it up
Quick like 4 flat
I'm
Just 'tryna put us on
And they know that
You
If you was in my spot
You would blow that
We
Are nowhere near the same
These people know that
I believe what you say
You speak it into existence
I been 'tryna run it up
You can see the persistence
Tenten rooftop
Tryna plan out this mission
Red key
Hellcat
You gon see that I'm winning
'Dontcha think it's kinda crazy
How this 'jus the beginning
I remember off a molly
I was sittin there spinnin
Bell 'ringin
Chains 'clinkin
Just listen
I'm 'livin
Type to always find they way
Is you sinking or swimming

I been 'countin blues
But still ain't 'feelin right
Took a trip onto Barneys
Couldn't find 'nun I like
Eating squab at Quince
The plate about 2 bites
Blue Berry Cruffin in this wood
Bitch you 'gon pay the price

Back to back
Big body vs. the 650
These designer on my feet
This Bape 650
I been doin road runs
You can't come wit me
Its some snakes up in the grass
Who jus love to envy
Better watch what you say
When you stepping to me
Only smoking on exotic
Mid pack is cookie
Stay to you
I got anger
Wanna see it
Push me
I need like 5 for the show
I'm jus starting
Book me
My
Gut ain't wrong
No 'ion gotta to ask
We
F*ck so long
Damn near catch a cramp
I
Need that spot
Can I be your man
I'm
Really in my zone
I feel like im the man
She
Turn me on
I guess that she a fan
We
Just took off 'ina rocket
'Ion wanna land
I
Just wanna see you strip
And see you turn around
Can
We run in them blues
Or you 'gon bring me down