BK-ONE - Blue Balls lyrics

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[Intro: Blueprint - Speaking]

Yo, you know. Everywhere I go, fools be like

"Print! Where's the album at man? When the-when the fuck are you comin' out man? "

I'm like, "Homie. I told you already man. I workin' on that shit

It's comin' man. It's comin' right down the pipe. Seriously"

[Verse 1:]

Thanks for y'all patience

Glad y'all could make it

"Where's your new record? ", I guess I'm anticipated

I get asked so much it's gettin' hard to take it

I'm about to fuck around and tell y'all my dog at it

Psych, I'm only playin'

But really y'all can name it

I probably been through it so I might as well explain it

A couple years back, the art seemed so sacred

I know what a classic is and now I wanna make it

Two years awaitin', in the crib, creatin'

Once I finish it I find out I gotta change it

See my mentality with samples is, "Just take it"

Never thought that who I sampled might not appreciate it

Ain't sure how I got away with it

In the past

But this time around they probably gon' sue my ass

I guess there's no more doin' what I want to do

Clearin' samples legally, yeah right, c'mon dude

Kanye, the only man that can afford to

So if you ain't him, you starin' at a lawsuit

[Speaking: Blueprint]

Damn, oh word? It's like that? Okay

[Verse 2:]

Fuck it I ain't mad, but everybody asks

"Why you ain't drop yet like these other guys have? "

I ain't trippin' on them, I'm on my path

But to be honest with you, my hard drive crashed

I know it's kinda bad, lost a couple rhymes I had

It's kinda sad no matter what kind of grind you have

I let some time past

Fuck it, refined my craft

Sky's the limit, but the ceiling's kinda like glass

Might hit your head on it if you rising fast

And you can only break through it if you write a smash

Album cover done

Asked my man's opinion

He said, "It's cool, but you can probably make a bigger statement."

I'm like, "Damn fam. You prolly right.

If I'm gonna knock it out of sight then it gotta be tight."

Funny what you think is great

I think is just aiight

And what I think is great you might think ain't tight

It's just music man

Ain't no right or wrong

The formula can teach people how to write a song

No guarantee that people gonna like a song

So let me end this shit and get my album done

I'm out