Bam Alexander - 38 / Flower Hill Lyrics

Early I rise, I wipe the crust from my eyes
I set my sight on the profit
Discourse with my brothers, minor discord but it's nothin
You now that we stay solid, my nigga
Dirty laundry, I don't let it out the bedroom
Balloons pop and some might air you out first chance they get to
I'm Crest fresh, and sharp like Ginsu
Morning joint and water, I feel like I popped a Senzu, like I ain't got no issues
Rap cool, but the rent due
In the end the mic is really somethin to vent to
But what I started, got a garden now to tend to
I came too far to disregard this shit I been through
And Doc told me be all in
I put my shit together, I'm ballin
Yeezy told us 'bout when it falls down
But what happens when you make the ball in?
Brothers all around me, we all win
Pray I make it when it's time to take it
So many doors ahead, I'm not sure where they'll take me and it makes me anxious
I know the Lord placed before me an open door, that's been my revelation
Chapter three, verse eight, and that's the one I'm chasin
Been went dumb, tired of being patient
Used to spend my summer pushing lawn mowers
Now I'ma spend it locked inside the basement
Mugz, go ahead and give these fools a facelift
All black ball cap say County Kids like I got drafted
M.V.P., R.O.Y., Wilt the Stilt, these easy baskets
No assistance, they can't pass it
Never missin, run ballistics on the tracklist
All hits, vital organs they get blasted when I'm-
How could they call me out when them guys was just callin me up?
I got my confidence up
We don't stress competition, them niggas ain't got it like us
So-and-so say such-and-such but that shit ain't botherin us
I could end it swiftly, but truth is I'm just not in a rush
Pull up in a hoodie like what's goodie, nigga
Bro say I'm a bully, thought you understood it fully, nigga
Big chip on my clavicle
Hit right after hit I bring it home like I'm a National
I felt overlooked and now I feel I'm overpowerin
I was overthinkin, now it's over for these cowards and
I avoided conflict, now I'm 'bout to let 'em have it and
Sheesh
I heard the fool blew a check, but he ain't make it to the checkpoint
I'm all about the checks, you know I had to cop the Shek joints
Tend to stay lifted, it's ten a.m., I'm on the tenth joint
Gold medal shawty, yeah that's the next point
I always stick the landing, every judge award me ten points
Flexin off my exploits
The county where we started, at this point don't see an end point
For real
Learned to pop an ollie in Flower Hill
Seven years later, cops stopped me in Flower Hill
Just mindin my business when he walked up to my window
Mr. Law could smell the flower still
J rides 'round the way ain't been the same, I was outside the crib
He cuffed me, sat me on the curb, proceeded to search through the whip
But he ain't pop the trunk so I was cool with it
Lesson learned, I was young
I moved on from foolish shit, I moved on to ghoulish shit
Purple demon emoji been my temperament
Boy, I'm cool as peppermint
Do it for the Gram, not the app, the one in leopard print
My mama's mama, opera in the kitchen, hot lasagna
Dropped me off at school, left lipstick on my face from granny kisses
I facetime and I tell her that I miss her
And she know I'm a shinin star, she know I be grindin hard
She know I'm defensive when I feel the family pickin on me
Always been the middle child, it's some kind of natural law
In the end I'm always 'bout mine
But I was always quick to shut down from the outside
Protected and alone, I guess the latter was the downside
Started writin rhymes in my down time
Turned it to a business
I need dollars, euros, and some pound signs
They like damnit, Boozle, it's about time
Air Bam jammin from the foul line
King Alexander, boy, it's crown time

Early I rise, I wipe the crust from my eyes
I set my sight on the profit
Discourse with my brothers, minor discord but it's nothin
You now that we stay solid, my nigga
Dirty laundry, I don't let it out the bedroom
Balloons pop and some might air you out first chance they get to
I'm Crest fresh, and sharp like Ginsu
Morning joint and water, I feel like I popped a Senzu, like I ain't got no issues
Rap cool, but the rent due
In the end the mic is really somethin to vent to
But what I started, got a garden now to tend to
I came too far to disregard this shit I been through
And Doc told me be all in
I put my shit together, I'm ballin
Yeezy told us 'bout when it falls down
But what happens when you make the ball in?
Brothers all around me, we all win
Pray I make it when it's time to take it
So many doors ahead, I'm not sure where they'll take me and it makes me anxious
I know the Lord placed before me an open door, that's been my revelation
Chapter three, verse eight, and that's the one I'm chasin
Been went dumb, tired of being patient
Used to spend my summer pushing lawn mowers
Now I'ma spend it locked inside the basement
Mugz, go ahead and give these fools a facelift
All black ball cap say County Kids like I got drafted
M.V.P., R.O.Y., Wilt the Stilt, these easy baskets
No assistance, they can't pass it
Never missin, run ballistics on the tracklist
All hits, vital organs they get blasted when I'm-
How could they call me out when them guys was just callin me up?
I got my confidence up
We don't stress competition, them niggas ain't got it like us
So-and-so say such-and-such but that shit ain't botherin us
I could end it swiftly, but truth is I'm just not in a rush
Pull up in a hoodie like what's goodie, nigga
Bro say I'm a bully, thought you understood it fully, nigga
Big chip on my clavicle
Hit right after hit I bring it home like I'm a National
I felt overlooked and now I feel I'm overpowerin
I was overthinkin, now it's over for these cowards and
I avoided conflict, now I'm 'bout to let 'em have it and
Sheesh
I heard the fool blew a check, but he ain't make it to the checkpoint
I'm all about the checks, you know I had to cop the Shek joints
Tend to stay lifted, it's ten a.m., I'm on the tenth joint
Gold medal shawty, yeah that's the next point
I always stick the landing, every judge award me ten points
Flexin off my exploits
The county where we started, at this point don't see an end point
For real
Learned to pop an ollie in Flower Hill
Seven years later, cops stopped me in Flower Hill
Just mindin my business when he walked up to my window
Mr. Law could smell the flower still
J rides 'round the way ain't been the same, I was outside the crib
He cuffed me, sat me on the curb, proceeded to search through the whip
But he ain't pop the trunk so I was cool with it
Lesson learned, I was young
I moved on from foolish shit, I moved on to ghoulish shit
Purple demon emoji been my temperament
Boy, I'm cool as peppermint
Do it for the Gram, not the app, the one in leopard print
My mama's mama, opera in the kitchen, hot lasagna
Dropped me off at school, left lipstick on my face from granny kisses
I facetime and I tell her that I miss her
And she know I'm a shinin star, she know I be grindin hard
She know I'm defensive when I feel the family pickin on me
Always been the middle child, it's some kind of natural law
In the end I'm always 'bout mine
But I was always quick to shut down from the outside
Protected and alone, I guess the latter was the downside
Started writin rhymes in my down time
Turned it to a business
I need dollars, euros, and some pound signs
They like damnit, Boozle, it's about time
Air Bam jammin from the foul line
King Alexander, boy, it's crown time