Bloom (Be Something)

We're so late in bloom
I dropped a tear to clear the room
Told you we'd make it soon
Now all these dreams are coming true
You better make some room
Cause all my troops are coming too
Don't wanna aim at you
But bullet rain, is overdue
Told 'em I was gonna be somethin'
That broke shit made me sick, big appetite with a weak stomach
Ain't had nowhere to go, brother, I was lost in them streets runnin'
And I hit Rodeo just to get stylish, ran through three hundred
Just happy I did it, brother, nobody ever gave me nothing'

I've never been that good with patience
I got so sick and tired of waiting
But since your gone I'm feeling anxious
It seems I've always had a magnet
For attracting these bad habits
I slip once and then it latches
But I'll grab the grip and blast it
I've moved on, I'm feeling strong now
I been writing, all my wrongs down
I build a castle, watch it smash
See these tears fading to ash
Put 200 on my dash
Swear I been swerving but I won't crash
Swear I've never seen nights like these
Still the same kid, in the same hype jeans
Built like biggie, I was betting on a dream
Thought I learnt the lesson, but forgetting everything
So if you got a moment
Come and spare it
Gotta do something for I perish
Heart on my sleeve
How I wear it
Wana thank god
She the rarest
Coulda done none
To prepare us
Height like these
Could've scared us

So pick your moment
Own it
Pick your moment
Own it
Pick your moment
Own it
Grab the grip
And then get on it
Grab the grip
And then get on it
Grab the grip
And then get on it

We're so late in bloom
I dropped a tear to clear the room
Told you we'd make it soon
Now all these dreams are coming true
You better make some room
Cause all my troops are coming too
Don't wanna aim at you
But bullet rain, is overdue

We're so late in bloom
I dropped a tear to clear the room
Told you we'd make it soon
Now all these dreams are coming true
You better make some room
Cause all my troops are coming too
Don't wanna aim at you
But bullet rain, is overdue
Told 'em I was gonna be somethin'
That broke shit made me sick, big appetite with a weak stomach
Ain't had nowhere to go, brother, I was lost in them streets runnin'
And I hit Rodeo just to get stylish, ran through three hundred
Just happy I did it, brother, nobody ever gave me nothing'

I got off to a flying start
But staying humbles
A dying art
I'm keeping pride
In my lion's heart
Gotta keep my focus
When I find it hard
Wanna keep the peace
But they taking ours
Say it to your face
I don't sneak in bars
I see my garden's getting greener
I took my Gucci to the cleaners
Make an attempt then delete her
I'm keep pouring up these litres
Played your role
I saw you choose places
I got two fingers
For your two faces
Didn't wanna call it
But them moves basic
I'm in my zone
When the pressure on
I am the one
They depending on
I'm independent
But not alone
I hope they gone miss me
Even when I'm gone
Cause I told em all
That I was gunna
Be something
Big appetite with a weak stomach
Brother, I was lost in them streets runnin'
Just to get stylish, ran through three hundred
Gave me nothing'