Testo Foreva - MBK Bloom$
Testo della canzone Foreva (MBK Bloom$), tratta dall'album Bloom Season
ARE YOU CHOSEN?
ARE YOU SERIOUS?
Told my sister, pick your head up — we stay rich forever
(EVER)
Told my pops he raised a champion, I'ma ball forever
I got lil' cousins out here talm 'bout MBK, you Santa
Clause
Spin back to my hood, now everybody singing my songs like anthem
Green light, baby — I can't yield for no sucker
I'm a fiend, right? Fiend for the money or the guala
It's a meme, right? Y'all had found it funny
I was trynna chase my dreams right?
Y'all had found it funny when I was trynna chase my dreams
Now I'm rocking Mike Amiri with a bust-down Cartier
I smell money in the air, and I see money all around
Took a look up in the mirror and I asked, "Who was that guy?"
Can't believe I'm breaking bread, I'm buying Richards for my guys
It's that time of the year
Friends become your enemies, they wish you weren't here
They lie to your face, but really want your place
Be careful who you call your friends — they determine your fate
(It's Blooms)
Ever since minor, I've been all about my paper
Granny says she got my back, I'll be right back to take ya
Take you to the land of riches — Mama, we done made it
I'm not sure about you, but I put family over paycheck
Family and my paycheck
Told my sister, pick your head up — we stay rich forever
(Neriah)
Told my pops he raised a champion, I'ma ball forever
I got lil' cousins out here talm 'bout MBK, you Santa
Spin back to my hood, now everybody singing my songs like anthem
Told my sister, pick your head up — we stay rich forever
Told my pops he raised a champion, I'ma ball forever
I got lil' cousins out here talm 'bout MBK, you Santa (Clause)
Spin back to my hood, now everybody singing my songs like anthem
Ballin' like a vet — I heard he ballin' like a vet
Another day, another dollar — gotta get a check
It's the middle of the summer, I still rock a Gucci vest
Don't like problems in my life, so I move different from the rest
I'm a cool lil' dude with a whole lotta baggage
Money knockin' at my door, I'm looking for a package
Baby, keep your tender heart — don't wanna leave it damaged
I swear I'm not a jerk, I just play with money passive
Take a chill pill — I was made for this
I'm the real deal — I was made for this
A dollar in, a dollar out — I don't miss the kiss
Show some love up in my city, I was built for this
Told my sister, pick your head up — we stay rich forever
Told my sister, pick your head up — we stay rich forever
Told my sister, pick your head up — we stay rich forever
We stay rich forever
We stay rich forever
We stay rich forever
Yeah
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