If you decide to call me
Ask for Mr. Blue
B to the, L to the, U
Baggin' up to sell to the youth
Now we can finally tell kids the truth
About a world they thought was made for me and you
I'm sorry son, this is how the story begun
One minute the black abyss, bang, out comes the sun
One minute you tappin' a chick, bang, out comes a son
One minute he lampin' with clique, bang, out comes a gun
Run from everything you was ever taught
Something making you question everything you ever thought?
Ever fought for possession of a heart and you lost
And you wish a hard rain falls on you all?
Chill child, calm down, the storm's gone now
You know after the rain falls, the sun comes out
And after the day is done, you hug onto the moon
'Cause the darkness can scare a child up out of the womb
If you decide to call me
Call me Mr. Blue
If you decide to call
Call me Mr. Blue
If you decide to call me
Call me Mr. Blue
If you decide to call
Call me Mr. Blue
B to the, L to the, U
Baggin' up to sell to the youth
Now we can finally tell kids the truth
About a world they thought was made for me and you
I'm sorry kid, its true but I passed those days
To tell the truth, I don't even want to rap most days
But yo, I gotta get paid so records gotta get played
Fought off niggas when I ain't wanna catch those fades
At the barber getting faded
Every other hour, you can find me getting faded
Knowing if I had my daughter, I wouldn't be getting faded
So I hate it
Which makes me want to get more faded, say it: addiction
I can't even see how kids could play with them prescriptions
Ain't mean to blame the victim but it's blatant that we livin'
In a blue world today where boys and girls play
But that'll all change one day, some say
If you decide to call me
Call me Mr. Blue
If you decide to call
Call me Mr. Blue
If you decide to call me
Call me Mr. Blue
If you decide to call
Call me Mr. Blue (Uh-huh)
B to the, L to the, U
Baggin' up to sell to the youth
Now we can finally tell kids the truth
About a world they thought was made for me and you
Listen kid, I don't mean to open your wig
But what would you do if you gave a woman a rib?
And she gave you a kid, the most beautiful kid while being fruitful
Next thing you know, the two of you split just being youthful
Then you grow apart while apart
And you start to realize you was doomed from the start
'Cause you thought yesterday can hold your love but it can't
And you painted love that tainted love ain't
But maybe y'all saint for the kids, for the future of them
Not knowing that I would see my future so grim
Without you two, baby blue, what'll I do?
I don't have a clue, call me Mr. Blu
If you decide to call me
Call me Mr. Blue
If you decide to call
Call me Mr. Blue
If you decide to call me
Call me Mr. Blue
If you decide to call
Call me Mr. Blue
If you decide to call me
Call me Mr. Blue
If you decide to call
Call me Mr. Blue
If you decide to call me
Call me Mr. Blue
Call me Mr. Blue
Call me Mr. Blue
Call me...
If you decide...
