CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Bloom (Freestyle)

I got some vices they tuggin' on me
Got a new b*t*h who be lovin' on me
I talk to God everyday of the week
Know they all watchin' and plottin' on me
Got a lil' buzz I got places to be
You picked a side don’t come runnin' to me
Found me some gold and it turned to teacher
Said I was crazy now she a believer
Done with the fighting she done with weepin'
Me my brudda stay in on the weekend
I don’t do beef I can barely do meetings
Rappers get salty when I’m droppin' seasons
Schoolin' these rappers just gimme a reason
See you in recess I’ll turn you to pieces
Candy ass b*t*hes hit me with the sweetness
7 days straight I don’t got me no weakness
Fruity loop beats and I eat em like cereal
She diggin' me cause I’m diggin' your burial
Your sh*t be plain prolly typin' in arial
Stand up to me boy your ass be hysterical
I be the coldest one in my area
YDC the only way they be wearin' us
We be on a escalator and they stare at us
Thought that I was jokin' till it get serious
Baby I’m on no sleep I’m delirious
Why you hang around me I’m just curious
Shorty got a heart straight from Siberia
Bookin' appointments with me no librarian
Tell her ass ándele f**k lag
b*t*h I be it without playing tag
This that 10k in the lab
This that b*t*h I be in my bag