Bloom St.

Ville is in my blood
Pardon if my talk don't match my manners
I'm just hood
Where I'm from that's standard
That's on everything I love
Someone told me xion. you a flower
Time to bud
But first you gotta go back to yo roots
I'm from the mud

Where I'm from don't be a stranger
Streets is filled with Black&Milds & Now&Laters
Liquor stores we decorate
Cuz gangster's just a painter
Talent all around me
Every thug could be an entertainer
If they wasn't totin' bangers
Packin' heat and middle fingers
Sometimes I had to take the bus instead walking home
Wasn't that dangerous you just gotta know to speak the language
Don't be a walking stain, my city full of innovators

Sometimes I might start to waver

Ville is in my blood

Ville is in my blood
Pardon if my talk don't match my manners
I'm just hood
Where I'm from that's standard
That's on everything I love
Someone told me xion. you a flower
Time to bud
But first you gotta go back to yo roots
I'm from the mud

Where I'm from don't be a stranger
Streets is filled with Black&Milds & Now&Laters
Liquor stores we decorate
Cuz gangster's just a painter
Talent all around me
Every thug could be an entertainer
If they wasn't totin' bangers
Packin' heat and middle fingers
Sometimes I had to take the bus instead walking home
Wasn't that dangerous you just gotta know to speak the language
Don't be a walking stain, my city full of innovators
(Jiggerish)

Ville is in my blood



Credits
Writer(s): Zion Jackson
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