Blue Skies

Eddie V's twice a week, bitch, I'm back to me

I smell like Creed, but the valet only smell the weed

I told that bitch she was failin' me Tried to come back, but you failed to see

The implications and the lack of transparency Had me feelin' like I didn't know that you care for me

You gotta wear it on your shoulder

Cause all the mixed signals make my heart grow colder

Every time I see my family, I console them Cause I'm heavy in the game, no PS4 controller

And I swear all of my brothers, even when we disagree

I wouldn't trade them for another

And we don't share the same mother

But me and my brother never turned on each other

From the cradle to the grave If them niggas ever try me