Urban Kid Blues

[Hook]
It's been a long time since
I been posted on the block
I feel like the summer on lock
Niggas got funny business Chris Rock
The things I always did
Got the blues like and urban kid

[Verse 1]
It's the graveyard shift
Been working all night and shit
I'm tired as shit
If the shoe fits
I like jazz while on the dark highway
Fetty Wap won't you come my way
My mother grew up listening to Kid N Play
My songs are like trigga Trey
Fuck up the summer around May
I'm out with my niggas on a Friday
Picking up Ladies , if you may
I'm the real Slim Shady
Hot Camaro From the 1980s
I know you bitches wouldn't fade me
So I Was on my grizzly
Are you shittin' me
I don't need disrespect
Tinashe, all hands on deck
Hot mess nigga you a wreck
You just as famous as Josh Peck
And he just dipped they don't cast him
Bullets run pass them
Are you real just ask him
Anonymous I mask them
Fuck you think I look like
You saw me as a dumb dike
Niggas rob you for a new bike
Bowling on that lane , I got a strike
I drove in the Turnpike
I'm posted on the block
Shawty is my rock
Nigga suck my cock
I drip on my watch, fancy clock
Meet me at the Town Dock
I know when I hear the door knock
I got the summer on lock
And got May and June Lock

[Hook]