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lirik lagu blueberry mary – ali imad

[verse i: p3rsonality]

first night i tried to blaze, i got arrested
fizz rolled the blizzy
i kicked back and rested
told the cops i know cops
he grabbed the cuffs and pressed it (tighter)
“aw f-ck man!” (bigot if you guessed it)
top hoe in mama’s tahoe, our motto
we rolled up he rolled up
‘fore we could hit or swallow
tahoe in the impound, we in jail
broke as “uh oh” 5-hundo for the bail
good look o… lookin’ back what’s most funny
more afraid of baba’s wrath
than the fact i’m short money
to him weed’s crack, no ifs buts ands
and if he found out?
my house will sound like band
a-m fizz and me hit mama’s pharmacy
in the d, he distracted her for me
i stole her id… (what i needed for the truck)
4 bills… 2 stacks total… need a lawyer (f-ck!)

[hook; p3rsonality]

blueberry mary
mmmmmm
oooo, oooo, oooo, oooo
i loved you so
blueberry mary
mmmmmm
oooo, oooo, oooo, oooo
i had to let you go

[verse ii: p3rsonality]

“cuz, are you stupid? what was lawyer for?
all you gotta do is beg the judge up at the court kheya”
like i said, kheya, baba would go psycho
chop me into meijers meat, as he went michael
see in town baba’s known all around
so i told lawyer, “look sir, this is how we gon’ get down…
your only job is to make sure no-one knows
keep us fully covered and make sure that no-one blows!”
yeah it worked, blazin’ through probation
advils and water… p-ss clean… eyes asian
moved to minneap, racked up a couple tickets
insurance lady calls mama, “your fams done misses”
“why?” she replied, “tickets? a few times”
“ma’am, your son’s too much, plus his drug crimes”
baba calls cops, they bring him my mug shots
thank god i was gone cause ba blew his top
now perhaps i sound clownish like i’m proud
but i lost my parents’ trust
it wasn’t in the lost and found either
wish my peter pan mind understand time clearer
cause she catches up (yup) karma catches up
karma doesn’t knock she doesn’t even say, “whats up”
she just hits you in the face
used to hit one to the face
i’m sober soul today
gotta say, a better place kheya
each his own… had to let her go kheya

[hook: p3rsonality]

blueberry mary
mmmmmm
oooo, oooo, oooo, oooo
i loved you so
blueberry mary
mmmmmm
oooo, oooo, oooo, oooo
i had to let you go

[verse iii: p3rsonality]

now if you don’t know me may think i stopped then
(when baba found out), nah, story just begins
blazed through my bachelors, was graduation speaker
blazed through my masters, & on weekends as a teacher
p-ss? aced my cl-sses, and my kids did fantastic
rolled better than sonic, and the fastest
blazed with high school graduates (couple were my formers)
blazed alone a lot, never blazed before performance
cause all this paranoia would just make my head enormous
but alone i felt great, blaze a forest, make a chorus
blazed to get deep, to free stress, to feel the best
i blazed the best, i blazed the meds
i blazed more than marley’s dreads
and i know, many men, many friends simply dread
letting go of weed to cope instead of being brain-dead
cause we numb, numb til dumb, dumb to think we heal with meds
cause we don’t (nope) spend instead, more time in bed
more money for the best, more in debt as eyes bled
more regrets, more time wasted not facing it instead kheya
truly lost my mind some recent times i blazed
and if you even sorta know me you know i used to sing its praise
so i’m just warning you… like a few had warned me
i wish i listened… was imprisoned, zombie, awake but sleep
i think i had to see my parents weep to regain sight
(ironic) was a high on but rarely high on… life

[hook: p3rsonality]

blueberry mary
mmmmmm
oooo, oooo, oooo, oooo
i loved you so
blueberry mary
mmmmmm
oooo, oooo, oooo, oooo
i had to let you go

[outro: p3rsonality]

uh, i betcha, i bet you think i’m high right now
i know, i know kheya
i know you think i’m high right now
but no, but no kheya
i’m a sober soul

- ali imad

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