Intuition - Ain't the Blues lyrics

Yo i ain't gonna front
It's been a rough couple months
Ex ladies having babies
Business just been fucking up
Plus I been feeling like my tongue is stuck
Puffin' blunts to feel something
Other than nothing, numb
This bubble keeps 'em on the outside
But let’s them in enough to
Think there’s never any downtime
The town's size muffles the
Outcries about white lies
That the side of my mouth hides
Yeah, I said I hide behind a mask
Try to find the lighter side
Of writing 'bout the past
Lookin' at the stars, lying on the grass
And cooking up them bars when
I'm high enough to gas
I fall for girls that's taken
Swooping relations on the verge of breaking
Wonder if my turns worth the wait
When the search don't work and
The flirts is vacant

It's a piece of paper that
You got paying for school
Look at your feet and wonder
Who made your shoes
The feeling in your tummy knowing
Money made the moves
But nah, this ain't the blues - Na uh
It ain't the blues
It's knowing that you're going
Nowhere paying dues
And thinking that ya ma dukes ashamed of you
Knowing that someone you trusted
Just been playing you
But nah, this ain't the blues - Na uh
It ain't the blues

Nah, it's something much deeper
You wanna fall in love but
Know lust is just cheaper
Cut it up, bust a nut and just leave her
You fuckin' up
Know you're running from keepers
I spend a lot of time in my cave now
Worried that the drum breaks might
Lead to break downs
Venting? on a song that's never ending
Lifting up the pen and pretending
I'm picking up the pace now
But what's the point of runnin' faster
- if you're only runnin' laps
You're so concerned about staying on
The track you forget the
Finish line's the starting point
You're coming back to
So now I keep it how the crow flies
Cause road signs never point to gold mines
And closed eyes don't enjoy the whole ride
Bundle for a cold night
Buckle up and hold tight

It's a piece of paper that
You got paying for school
Look at your feet and wonder
Who made your shoes
The feeling in your tummy knowing
Money made the moves
But nah, this ain't the blues - Na uh
It ain't the blues
It's knowing that you're going nowhere
Paying dues
And thinking that ya ma dukes ashamed of you
Knowing that someone you trusted
Just be playing you
But nah, this ain't the blues - Na uh
It ain't the blues

Yo money comes and goes
But, If it goes before it comes
Should you know your role
Own your soul or go and load your gun
Never yell, but never hold your tongue
And never listen to the tall
Tales them other soldiers spun
The truth has a few different shades
Believablilty belongs to who's getting paid
I didn't know the rules
I was new to the game
'til you snapped your foul fingers
And the crew shifted ways
Man, I was a fool to the end when
I understood you embodied rule number seven
I did the work - you took the credit
You played the game smarter man
That's cool I accept it
But don't be out smearing my name while
You step on people'ss backs to
Get yourself paid pal
Fuck around and get laid out
Ignore me when you
See me - stay away with your fake smile