PnB Rock, iayze - Blingin’! lyrics
Rakim Hasheem Allen
[PnB Rock, iayze - Blingin’! lyrics]
When I heard my nigga died, man
I thought I was dreaming
So my niggas still leaning
I ain't on pills it feel
Good to not be fiending
And I feel my Glock street sweeping
I ain't on pills it feel
Good to not be fiending
Them ain't real diamonds they not bling
Blinging
Me and thirty on that block, bling, blinging
BB Simon on my waist, I'm bling, blinging
Bling, blinging be fiending
And I feel my Glock street sweeping
And I feel my Glock street sweeping
Momma called the cops 'cause I keep leaving
Momma called the cops 'cause I keep leaving
(Momma called the cops 'cause
I keep leaving)
When I heard my nigga died, man
I thought I was dreaming
So my niggas still leaning
I ain't on pills it feel
Good to not be fiending
And I feel my Glock street sweeping
I ain't on pills it feel
Good to not be fiending
Them ain't real diamonds they not bling
Blinging
Me and thirty on that block, bling, blinging
Aye, I ain't evеn gon' cap
You got to- you got to cherish some
Time that you got with your pеople
You know?
People be here today, gone tomorrow
Type shit you will be sick man, like
Missing the fuck out of them
Reminiscing and shit
Wishing that you got that chance to like
"I love you and I miss you bro"
When I heard my brother died
I couldn't believe it
For a second I just stopped breathing
That's why to this day we spin they
Block and we gon' keep sweeping
Fuck all the opps
They gon' just keep bleeding
(Boom, boom, boom)
That's why to this day we spin they
Block and we gon' keep sweeping
Fuck all the opps
They gon' just keep bleeding
Momma kick me out 'cause I (keep scheming)
Momma kick me out 'cause I (keep scheming)
But I'm up now i got money, bitch
So I don't give a fuck now
I was homeless, bitches
They ain't wanna fuck now
Shawty is Lorenzo
Hoppin' out of Bentley trucks now
Now she wanna fuck now
(Now she wanna fuck now)
And I feel my Glock
Sweeping, sweeping, sweeping, sweeping
Sweeping, sweeping
Me and thirty on that block
BB Simon on my waist, oh ohh
Oh, oh
I thought I was dreaming
So my niggas still leaning
I ain't on pills it feel
Good to not be fiending
And I feel my Glock street sweeping
I ain't on pills it feel
Good to not be fiending
Them ain't real diamonds they not bling
Blinging
Me and thirty on that block, bling, blinging
BB Simon on my waist, I'm bling, blinging
Bling, blinging be fiending
And I feel my Glock street sweeping
And I feel my Glock street sweeping
Momma called the cops 'cause I keep leaving
Momma called the cops 'cause I keep leaving
(Momma called the cops 'cause
I keep leaving)
When I heard my nigga died, man
I thought I was dreaming
So my niggas still leaning
I ain't on pills it feel
Good to not be fiending
And I feel my Glock street sweeping
I ain't on pills it feel
Good to not be fiending
Them ain't real diamonds they not bling
Blinging
Me and thirty on that block, bling, blinging
Aye, I ain't evеn gon' cap
You got to- you got to cherish some
Time that you got with your pеople
You know?
People be here today, gone tomorrow
Type shit you will be sick man, like
Missing the fuck out of them
Reminiscing and shit
Wishing that you got that chance to like
"I love you and I miss you bro"
When I heard my brother died
I couldn't believe it
For a second I just stopped breathing
That's why to this day we spin they
Block and we gon' keep sweeping
Fuck all the opps
They gon' just keep bleeding
(Boom, boom, boom)
That's why to this day we spin they
Block and we gon' keep sweeping
Fuck all the opps
They gon' just keep bleeding
Momma kick me out 'cause I (keep scheming)
Momma kick me out 'cause I (keep scheming)
But I'm up now i got money, bitch
So I don't give a fuck now
I was homeless, bitches
They ain't wanna fuck now
Shawty is Lorenzo
Hoppin' out of Bentley trucks now
Now she wanna fuck now
(Now she wanna fuck now)
And I feel my Glock
Sweeping, sweeping, sweeping, sweeping
Sweeping, sweeping
Me and thirty on that block
BB Simon on my waist, oh ohh
Oh, oh