Mr. Criminal - Kickin' Back Being Blue lyrics
[Mr. Criminal - Kickin' Back Being Blue lyrics]
I'm just kickin' back being blue
California ryda shit homie from the
Land of the true palm trees, Bomb weed
And blocks with the long heat
I came from the era of
The longsocks to the knees
Posted on the corner in front
Of de la marketa
Holdin on a brown bag, sippin on cerveza
Stress out to them haters only
People in my rear view
They whisperin like bitches
But honestly don't hear you
Anyone i fear who could take me
Out the place of me
Only with myself and not the
Mente of a champion
And i stand up big, born to
Ball and i stand tall
Breakin through like Marshawn Lynch
When they handoff
One man standoff, go against the whole
Game, mentally insane to the brain
Im like cocaine
To the feelings of the world
Lyrically i blow brains
Hopin if i die fast death not slow pain
Did i leave enough material
To the game? Evolution
Of a G just tryna make a change
Dedicated to the homies run around me saying
Used to only talk about homies poppin thangs
Now im tryna teach a brown
How to stack like stack his change
Didn't have shit as a kid
Now i got some things ask myself
What will be my legacy? And
What about the futures destiny?
Still, shout to the homies rest
In peace, sad youngsters brainwashed
Coast to coast from west to east
Praying "dear lord can you please
Bless the streets"? I Don't blame my homies
Breakin laws cuz they gotta eat
And the kids hungry, it's hard to make money
Grumbling tummies i mean this
Shit is not funny
My homie wicked, he shot a hura in the face
And the cops are killing youngsters just
Because of their a race
For a little dope money in the fast life take
Fools will sell their soul to satan just
To get to a better a place
Im asking lord can you hear
Me? im really trying to
Make a change im asking lord can you steer
Me? and guide the future all the same
Thanks for
The responsibility the youngsters growing
Up the same, i used to be proud of it now im
Sad that he got in the game
Bullets rang, Homies bang on the side im from
California lifestyle, homies on the run
Trying to change the game
Up with this evolution
Seeing things clear perfect
With the evolution
Im just kicking back being blue
Im just kicking back being blue
Im just kickin back, kickin back
Kickin back being blue
Im just kickin back being blue
Still representin for my side homie
Thought that you knew
West coast cali king, so im in royal blue
Fools still wanting my spot
Tryna be royal too
These are the life and times
Of a young criminal
Used to jack fools prolly why
The tryna jack my style before the kick
Clap and bass was just click clack pow
Take a puff
Blow clouds things are so different now
But im thankful, 5 jars
Filled with dank fool
I never knew we would be making
So many people hate you
But im built for it, Sad
That the homies still warring
But sorry is the very last
Thing i feel for em
We all make our own choices
All our own men all have our own
Voices, So im thinking since you kill
For them Lincolns people lie
Still a G just to stack Ben Franklins
Brainwashed from the ways that lifes thought
You lose your life over a side
That them whites brought, Green over all
The rest with a nice thought
Im tryna own my own land over a nice plot
But it ain't just gunna happen
Im talking late nights no sleep in the
Studio, hustlin, rappin
Shootin my own videos tryna get it crackin
Ask about this latin rap shit why
They call me the assassin
Snoop Dogg, Warren G
Battlecat all co signed
Now im goin in for the
Shine like a gold mine
And i ain't gunna let no one hold me back
One of the sickest on the track
Since maniac in black, and
If you didn't know, that was my first solo
Track, on a come up with capone
E was my very first plaque
But im still full of hunger
Tryna bring the game back
Seems like the perfect time
How could i take care of that
The homie loco told me "little
Homie reppin bang that"
So real from the quarter imma
Give the game that all that old shit and old
Days, braggin about AK's
Homies going to jail i mean
This shit's been played
Bullets rang, Homies bang on the side im from
California lifestyle, homies on the run
Trying to change the game
Up with this evolution
Seeing things clear perfect
With the evolution
Im just kicking back being blue
Im just kicking back being blue
Im just kickin back, kickin back
Kickin back being blue
California ryda shit homie from the
Land of the true palm trees, Bomb weed
And blocks with the long heat
I came from the era of
The longsocks to the knees
Posted on the corner in front
Of de la marketa
Holdin on a brown bag, sippin on cerveza
Stress out to them haters only
People in my rear view
They whisperin like bitches
But honestly don't hear you
Anyone i fear who could take me
Out the place of me
Only with myself and not the
Mente of a champion
And i stand up big, born to
Ball and i stand tall
Breakin through like Marshawn Lynch
When they handoff
One man standoff, go against the whole
Game, mentally insane to the brain
Im like cocaine
To the feelings of the world
Lyrically i blow brains
Hopin if i die fast death not slow pain
Did i leave enough material
To the game? Evolution
Of a G just tryna make a change
Dedicated to the homies run around me saying
Used to only talk about homies poppin thangs
Now im tryna teach a brown
How to stack like stack his change
Didn't have shit as a kid
Now i got some things ask myself
What will be my legacy? And
What about the futures destiny?
Still, shout to the homies rest
In peace, sad youngsters brainwashed
Coast to coast from west to east
Praying "dear lord can you please
Bless the streets"? I Don't blame my homies
Breakin laws cuz they gotta eat
And the kids hungry, it's hard to make money
Grumbling tummies i mean this
Shit is not funny
My homie wicked, he shot a hura in the face
And the cops are killing youngsters just
Because of their a race
For a little dope money in the fast life take
Fools will sell their soul to satan just
To get to a better a place
Im asking lord can you hear
Me? im really trying to
Make a change im asking lord can you steer
Me? and guide the future all the same
Thanks for
The responsibility the youngsters growing
Up the same, i used to be proud of it now im
Sad that he got in the game
Bullets rang, Homies bang on the side im from
California lifestyle, homies on the run
Trying to change the game
Up with this evolution
Seeing things clear perfect
With the evolution
Im just kicking back being blue
Im just kicking back being blue
Im just kickin back, kickin back
Kickin back being blue
Im just kickin back being blue
Still representin for my side homie
Thought that you knew
West coast cali king, so im in royal blue
Fools still wanting my spot
Tryna be royal too
These are the life and times
Of a young criminal
Used to jack fools prolly why
The tryna jack my style before the kick
Clap and bass was just click clack pow
Take a puff
Blow clouds things are so different now
But im thankful, 5 jars
Filled with dank fool
I never knew we would be making
So many people hate you
But im built for it, Sad
That the homies still warring
But sorry is the very last
Thing i feel for em
We all make our own choices
All our own men all have our own
Voices, So im thinking since you kill
For them Lincolns people lie
Still a G just to stack Ben Franklins
Brainwashed from the ways that lifes thought
You lose your life over a side
That them whites brought, Green over all
The rest with a nice thought
Im tryna own my own land over a nice plot
But it ain't just gunna happen
Im talking late nights no sleep in the
Studio, hustlin, rappin
Shootin my own videos tryna get it crackin
Ask about this latin rap shit why
They call me the assassin
Snoop Dogg, Warren G
Battlecat all co signed
Now im goin in for the
Shine like a gold mine
And i ain't gunna let no one hold me back
One of the sickest on the track
Since maniac in black, and
If you didn't know, that was my first solo
Track, on a come up with capone
E was my very first plaque
But im still full of hunger
Tryna bring the game back
Seems like the perfect time
How could i take care of that
The homie loco told me "little
Homie reppin bang that"
So real from the quarter imma
Give the game that all that old shit and old
Days, braggin about AK's
Homies going to jail i mean
This shit's been played
Bullets rang, Homies bang on the side im from
California lifestyle, homies on the run
Trying to change the game
Up with this evolution
Seeing things clear perfect
With the evolution
Im just kicking back being blue
Im just kicking back being blue
Im just kickin back, kickin back
Kickin back being blue