[Verse 1: Jizza Raw]

Been a lotta shit on my mind

Nigga ain't got time to just sit on my hands

What'll be the plan?

Riddle me that

Riddle me, how we in the middle when we wanna be ahead?

Head

I need to get out my head

I need to go get the money instead

Dough

I need to get me some bread

Fill up the bank without bringing the fed

Fill up my stomach, don't wanna be dead

Expiration too far away, I been hella patient

I done hella waiting

Seat been heated, I know hell is waiting

Listen to problems, a better patient

I been looking for gold in some gutter places

I been placated

Calm a nigga down with the naysaying

You killing your confidence pump faking

Look at my sins like I'm outta my self

Who dat?

You move with ease thinking life is a breeze but it's all in the cards so be glad that you drew that

They got me feeling more Colin Kaep

No cap

League ain't calling back

Keep it stacks

I need my money back

These graddy caps was not worth all of that

[Chorus: Jizza Raw]

Bluefaced

Space cadet wave

Waste myself with hate

I can't feel my face

Fuck love, fill a drink

Puff puff 'til I'm safe

So stuck, still up late

Off-world to home base

Fuck love, fill a drink

Puff puff 'til I'm safe

So stuck, still up late

Off-world to home base

[Verse 2: Jizza Raw]

Look at me (Fuck on me)

Ten toes down like I glued the feet. I'm good this week, you should come cop from me

Come ride with me

Get high with me

Been a lotta shit on my plate

World is so full of the hate

I'm out here trying to wade

I been avoiding the wave but I'm drowning, I’m blue in the face

I'm blue

Without green, I would die

I wake up, set up my dab

Then blow my smoke in the sky

Niggas' gon' come for the boul

Still, I'm moving like it's nothing to lose

Niggas just wanna be comfortable

I am too hungry to fake like I'm full

Look at me lit boy, I’m watching my health

Smoke

You wait for niggas to do all the work, you ain’t working for real

I be doing for self

I'm out here getting my money back

No cap

Double and triple that

Keep it stacks

Niggas ain't built for that

Shit is whack

Fail once falling back

[Verse 3: Cesar of 4vr]

Blue all in the face

Need to be so fried I can't feel a thing

Lost without a trace

Gotta let the high sink in my pain

Blue all in your face

Wanna feel the high can't see a thing

Working on the chase

I don't have the time to heal your pain

Unless a nigga getting fried

We working towards a better life

She wanna trap me like a Bando

So I had to let the birdie fly

We tryna live to be alive

Until the day we in the sky

Blue faces all in my wallet, another difference between you and I