6PM in Bloom 

[phone vibrates]
me: 
hello? 

on the phone: 
aye man!! ayyeee! i’m surprised you picked up , man! aye, i was just callin to say, 
i heard that new joint you sent me. 
man, you really doin this thang, man! 
like for real! 
you said you’d do it,
and boy, you doin it! 
keep that shit comin! 

me: 
i appreciate that. for real brodie. 

On the phone: 
no problem, man! no problem! 
aye, what you on rn? 

me: 
i’m actually about to be in the studio.

on the phone: 
Oh! for real? what time is it over there? 

me:
6PM in Bloom. 


[intro]
I just do my thing 
I’m a G, I move in silence 
I don’t like to talk 
cuz i end up getting violent 
they say Money talks 
you can hear my shit dialing
put the freak on the phone 
now my girl tryna dial in 

had to hit ignore 
me and the money FaceTimin 
she hit me wit that text
“boy, you better be grindin”
i’m doin what she say 
like i think her names simon 
I strive to be the best 
cuz if it’s less I and surviving

[verse 1]
mixed motivation with impossible 
and made that shit doable 
you get funny money 
call that shit humeral 
I’m putting in that work 
catch me in the cubicle 
if life is a movie, 
call shit a musical 

you don’t want to smoke 
I’m hotboxin at your funeral 
chasing all these M’s 
you can’t keep up with the numerals 
that girl looking good 
but my girl be looking beautiful 
if this ain’t what you used to this
you ain’t used to the usual 

to any birdwatcher 
I be colder than the common flu 
go ahead and talk your shit 
I’m like yeah what you Finna do 
cuz i spin ya block 
and run it back like I’m Lynch an
you don’t want Marshawn 
runnin in an open field from you


[verse 2]
sorry overseer, but fuck your demeanor
roam my city like i’m caesar 
and they followin the leader
introduce ya to the reaper 
if you wakin up the dreamer
big dreams, so i’m sleepin on ya
i’ma heavy sleeper

what you know bout 
schemin, thievin, 
wide awake, fightin demons
everything you see
i manifested by believin
imagine if i stopped 
the second, someone ain’t believe it
my attitudes contagious 
all my people runnin fevers 

drip check a mihfuckah 
boy, them expensive sneakers 
i got players in the field, 
i got bitches in the bleachers 
i got lessons y’all should learn
i been fuckin on the teacher
and when i came to class 
she had to give me back my T-Shirt 

freshest muhfuckah in the building 
hands down.
you the type to stand outside 
asking for a handout 
no association with ya
i don’t fw clowns 
when it comes to gettin money 
i be drippin or i drowned



[verse 3]
2 bands on that bitch 
poppin tags, popping pussy 
bitch, i ain’t a killa
but ya still shouldn’t push me
munchin on that pussy 
like a bhocolate bhip bookie
shawty good with the brain
she ain’t playin any hooky 

gawhdamn it muhfuckah 
everyone tryna be me
i keep it on lock 
ain’t no way, they can free me 
no doubt, i’m the best
think it’s best, you believe me 
told the girl of my dreams
“damn shawty, you dreamy” 

i mix the lean, with the sprite, over rocks
this muhfucka tweakin
told his girl, “changed the locks”
i ain’t listening to this shit,
baby, give me back the aux
i’m just tryna chill and smoke
so i’m pullin up on Doc

bitch, i been runnin shit 
since my nikes had them shocks
now my yeezys give me boost
that’s a motivated walk
smokin on the forest 
as i’m sipping on the swamp
i’m just tryna make it happen
haters tryna make it stop 

i keep rappin with a passion
i might end up on the top
By the way I tuck my napkin 
you can tell I’m eating slop
all these rappers in my stomach 
like I drink a lot of pop
if you really knew my life 
you probably wouldn’t wanna swap

6PM IN BLOOM

T.Bex