Tommy Black - Buenos Airez/Blue Caravan Bluez lyrics

(Part 1): Buenos Airez/Blue Caravan Blues Verse 1: Darkskin n***a dodgin coppers and the strobe lights Been in the states for years and still they tell me I have no rights No likes On ig for postin Martin Luther She post a pic of tits and get comments like hallelujah World cla** wordsmith, sicker than ya average In Dallas gettin love from all the Cubans like a Maverick All you n***as hatin y'all can hit the door quick All gold everything, like goldilocks' porridge This that number four sh**, combo for you lame n***as And I'm flyer than a bird that's aboard a plane n***a Plain n***a, you so trashy n***a you so simple I make yo girl pop it for me, like imma pimple Got game like Nintendo Don't blow on no indoe When you get rich everybody want a slice, like yo name Kimbo Im schooling all you n***as, so what the f** imma attend fo? Ask yo girl how low she go, then she drop down like limbo Plus that b**h a nympho Got stripes, like what you In fo? And all these n***as copy me like they just hit the 10-4 I'd rather just be countin my Benjamin's with my kinfolk I'm balling for yo info Fresher than a mento And Gee be running tracks if u had failed to get the memo Stretch her out like a limo U rookie n***as a demo In Florida like I'm Timbo And we see right thru yo phony a** like looking thru a window (buenos aires) (Part 2): Blue Caravan Blues: Verse 1: I remember givin you the best a n***a had I remember introducing you to mom and dad I remember sayin I love you for the first Time since then, everything been the worst I remember goin all the way to third base Then I scored witcha with a smile on my face But you just had a grin that would turn into a laugh Cause at the point you knew a n***a was f**in trapped mane How could you? Be so in-sense-itive Now could you Please re mem ber this That a n***a should've never even let you in my heart Knowing life was moving fast and we'd soon be apart But f** it imma man, I can do this by myself Ask ace I ain't asked a n***a yet for some help Ain't nobody else I told that Cause now I'm searching for the missin pieces like a road map (Buenos Noches, n***a) Verse 2: I'll never understand or underestimate For goodness sakes u run read lights to heaven gates Most hated never elated headed for better traits I meditate prolly for seven days I see better days I ensure u some songs and u can rock with these Until I'm done philophosing fossiling bones of Socrates Honestly my honesty policy pa**ing qualities And fears of commodities conquered by ur hypocrisy Running green lights that John Legend sponsor Rapping became more my goals than lawyer or a doctor Prolly too polished to ever get an adoption Knowing that's the only option i got to be a father And just because I'm smiling doesn't mean that I'm content When blue caravan notes got me missing out on rent Or should I say mortgage I know that I'm too supportive of habits like coke snorting Maybe I should get deported with this girl who has my aorta Gee u rap? I answer kinda sorta Lemme hear yo tracks! Well I will when they not distorted Tryna not be limited my soul darker than Guinness is I guess that I can live with this So let's get back to business then So make sure these blues and sentences capture penmanship