Hook

Damn I feel hurt 😞, damn I feel used

This is what you call the Blues whoo

Whether the Sun or the rain, my joy or my pain

I just wanna tell my truths, ugh

Nobody really knows what I truly been through

Only God can judge cause we all sin too

You got choices to make, more hustling to do

Your kids gotta eat, and the fucking rent due!

Verse 1

It’s been years since we spoke, but I feel no way

My ego plus that hurt made me feel some way

Niggas think 🤔 they know Jay, but you have no idea

You can’t put me together this ain’t no IKEA

It still feels weird, cause we used to be tight

Used to play the club, sh*t I bailed you out twice

And Sometimes I’m right, and sometimes I’m wrong

You was chasing hoes, all Summer long

My word is my bond, I’d never stare you wrong

I told you not to fuck with her and she did you wrong

Never read the Koran but I know some verses from Pslams

My nigga paid the tab, that was dinner after the prom

True dope boy shit, what you know about it

He would get me in, even when the club was crowded

When your plans get re-routed and life goes buy

You mix the pain with the hurt, but I ain’t gon cry!

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Verse 2

A couple years ago, I was feeling just like Meek

They ain’t post my album, they ain’t write no tweets

But that sh*t is weak, when you dwell on that

I could spell it out for ya, but I’m good on that

I learned to never react before I think 💭 through things

That’s why this world 🌎 is fucked up, why can’t live like Kings

They try to ruin you dreams, if you tell em’ bout anything

That’s why I stay low and rarely be on the scene

If you call a women a Queen she gone look at you funny

You call her out her name, she gon think 💭 you got money

I’m not saying all, I’m just saying some...

How did we come this far, only to act dumb

These Instagram models got you feeling like you broke

She bought a new body, while you’re trying to stay afloat

She been to DR 5 times and never got sick 😷

I guess she make her dollars 💵 cause she never makes sense/cents!!!

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Verse 3

My homie Premie gon, Meechie gon, Tay gone too

It got me sitting here thinking 🤔 what is Jay gon’ do

I was just like you, trying to plot my next move

So I could pull up, Mannie Fresh on 22’s

Got everything to lose and my sons to look after

And I ain’t got time to be another broke rapper

Just closed another chapter ya’ll niggas doing the most

Me and Derrick, we was like Raekwon and Ghost

Rap Money was slow, before we knew what we know

Could of signed with Eminem before 8 Mile bro

G from Rocafella, even liked our songs

And our meetings with Murder Inc. we’re taking too damn long

The A&R never called, I knew something was wrong

But this was just the beginning of the path I’ve walked

I be having these hurt thoughts 💭 in the back of mind

I be jaded from it all but I still won’t cry 😢

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