Bloom
Im still the god damn prophet
I still spit the hot shit
I still get caught up in the lights and i still sniff the white
Its not alright
But its holiday season
I cant get caught up for no reason
Pull the infinity out the driveway and my ma still mad from last week i had 2 bitches home
I spit it like i owe the must
Rockstar like i'm Post Malone
I mean i dunk like i'm Mose Malone
And blast off on the microphone
I play Miles Davis when i'm home alone
Now who the fuck is great now
Man i'm really on my Drake now
I had to smoke my last j
I know imma get mine but imma get it in the fast way
I come back for hundred years
And ill still live after that
Double the math and you still get that
The same feeling on the microphone that Biggie had at bat
Walk the plate like i'm Barry Bonds
I hit it out the park ain't a time that i have missed
With this music shit i gotta get my hooks in
These fishy cats scratching on the door i put my foot in
I never take that shit to heart
Deep down yeah they never worked this hard
Now lemme talk about the hearts of men
You know jealousy and sin
I see it in their eyes every time i lift my pen
And i'm still mad bout last week
Got Mary Kate and Ashley
2 Bad bitches i move on quite fastly
Some might say its trashy
But honestly i'm happy
I still spit the hot shit
I still get caught up in the lights and i still sniff the white
Its not alright
But its holiday season
I cant get caught up for no reason
Pull the infinity out the driveway and my ma still mad from last week i had 2 bitches home
I spit it like i owe the must
Rockstar like i'm Post Malone
I mean i dunk like i'm Mose Malone
And blast off on the microphone
I play Miles Davis when i'm home alone
Now who the fuck is great now
Man i'm really on my Drake now
I had to smoke my last j
I know imma get mine but imma get it in the fast way
I come back for hundred years
And ill still live after that
Double the math and you still get that
The same feeling on the microphone that Biggie had at bat
Walk the plate like i'm Barry Bonds
I hit it out the park ain't a time that i have missed
With this music shit i gotta get my hooks in
These fishy cats scratching on the door i put my foot in
I never take that shit to heart
Deep down yeah they never worked this hard
Now lemme talk about the hearts of men
You know jealousy and sin
I see it in their eyes every time i lift my pen
And i'm still mad bout last week
Got Mary Kate and Ashley
2 Bad bitches i move on quite fastly
Some might say its trashy
But honestly i'm happy
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Writer(s): Samir Issa
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