Bloom.

(Intro)

Uhh... As We Continue
Uhh... Yeah

{Verse 1}

This here is everlasting // You can't buy passion
You can't cut action // You can't fake actions
I seen rap turn to auctions // Going to the highest bidder
Fuck who keeping it realer

You just doing your thing huh?! // You can't change the game huh?!
That'll make you quit // Go & do some other shit
That's why I started painting // My nerves getting anxious
When it's beef.. angus // Kids load bangers

Treating friends like strangers // Everyday living in danger
More dollars to dangle // You chase & get mangle
Trying to paint my angels // Why they gonna do with money?
They just looked at me funny

They snitched on my nigga Squeak // They stoned Jesus
They're one in the same // So tell me what's the reason
Just tryna bloom // Guns go "BOOM" in the city I zoom
So many assume

That I ain't in tune // 'Cuz how a nigga live
'Cuz I ain't got bread // My word ain't credible
Broke niggas ain't shit, in this society
I just want notoriety (Yeah)

{Verse 2}

(Uhh.. Yeah.. Uhh..)

Shit is paid for // For the big price
Big fish, Big loaf // I want a big slice
We tear the city up // On these motor bikes
Big wheels for cheap girls // They impress with the list

Clean Nikes // Ride trikes
Contrite territory // Fuck a 5 mics, they telling hella stories
Bitches is lurkin' // Choosing on who they see fit
Man who poppin' at the time // Who they feel is rich

Ain't got a dollar from it // But who am I to judge?!
I need mine my nigga // & I don't st-stutter
Guns & butter // You just a pussy muh fucker
Watching from the terrace // Eating teriyaki chicken

You talking but I ain't listening // I'm on my a mission
Flying solo // We all see this life different
I'm mild tempered // I stay pimpin'
Big heist, we can split the difference

When it's cash involved // I've seen friendships dissolve
I take a drag from the Black then I pause // From the windows to the walls
Bitches is urinal stalls, pissed off // When they see me floss
I'm the biggest boss // Word to Rick Ross

What's the cost // Somewhere along the journey, we got lost
You still tryna find my way
Looking for a sunny day // We cruise to that Marvin Gaye
She want to sip the chardonnay

She want dates from cheapskate // We might as well skate
I dig deep in the crates // These are the breaks
My nigga hustle for dollars // Fuck a lunch break
Fuck a simp nigga with a cape

From the Capetown, T-Town relate
Fishing for my pot of gold, can you relate?! (Nigga)