
Braille fo The Blues
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Braille fo The Blues
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Lyrics
(Mmm-hmm... )
Rushy... Rushy... Rush!
Momma ghosted, left me colder than her ghost
Now u tryna walk? thats déjà vu in stereo
I was cookin in the struggle, no apron, jus a pot to brew
u want a free meal ticket? Nah, Rushy skip the déjà food
u claim u ridin, but ur loyalty got a curfew
I peep the exit signs ‘fore u even cue the venue
Left like a phantom, no trace, jus a Rushy haunt
u a leak in the faucet—I flood, then I duck off
They ask why I move shady? Cus the light dont feed ya
n the dark got more love than a momma who dont need ya
Ayy, uh, Rushy talk, money walk, but the pain stay lodged
Like a toothpick in the heart, yeah, the wound still raw
Mama left, took the love, left the keys
Now im on the road, so Im ghost like a Ouija board...
I could leaf fore’ u fall, Im a tree with a axe view
u jus bark—I got bites, call me Dracula with the moves
"Love is blind," but she left me the Braille blues
The food fo thought poisonous — I cater my own destiny
Im cuttin onions, tears disguise the blade when its cold
Loyalty on curfew — ur love clocked out at 10
I bend time— watches bleed, hourglasses leakin sand
I see exits, I Ghostwrite my own haunt
Im the phantom tenant landlord, collectin rent in the dark
Light come with shade, shade feed the roots
I bloom in the black soil, grow thorns fo the proof
I smile with the pain
That déjà vu u servin? I regurgitate that shh, Im sick
u want a sample? Thats a sample, boy, u gettin on my last nerve
u said u ride or die, but u died 'fore the ride began, see?
I see the getaway car idlin, u think u slick
u aint a phantom, u a friendly ghost, Casper the phony, G
Ayy, uh, the pains a permanent stain n the hurt remain
They ask why I move shady? Cus the light dont feed ya
n the dark got more love than a momma who dont need ya
"Rushyyy"
Im deciduous, I leaf 1st
See, I leaf before u fall, tree view with the axe view, yeah the same 1 mama threw, (the same 1 mama threw)
I got that ax-perimental view (view)
She said love is blind, then left me readin these raised dots, Braille fo The Blues
Rushy... Rushy... Rush!
