Lil Boom - violet evergarden lyrics
[Lil Boom - violet evergarden lyrics]
Pickin' flowers, I'm a garden for you
Talkin' louder, am I botherin' you?
Please talk to me, 'cause I'm talkin' to you
Please walk with me, when I'm walkin' with you
Remember the times, when we was broke, broke
I ain't have clothes, I ain't have a stove, I ain't have a soul
But you brought me close, I thought it was hope, I thought it was hope
But you let me go, I don't even know, I don't even know
Tryna pull up in a jag
Looking like a fucking dad
Remember them times down bad
Now ain't more going back (yeah!)
Pull up, pull up in a fast car
This shit looking like a NASCAR
Bitch I'm a side of bad fraud
She been ridin', like the task force
Pickin' up these flowers in my garden
You won't let me leave like a warden
Speedin' fast, when I pull out the lot
Your bitch ask when she could give me top
This shit gas, when I smoke in the lot
Good and bad, you had opened your heart
Pickin' flowers, I'm a garden for you
Screamin' louder, hear them louder for you
Actin' sour, now get out over you
Yeah, I guess it's the girl code to have doubt over you
(Hey, my bad Tezzo)
Talkin' louder, am I botherin' you?
Please talk to me, 'cause I'm talkin' to you
Please walk with me, when I'm walkin' with you
Remember the times, when we was broke, broke
I ain't have clothes, I ain't have a stove, I ain't have a soul
But you brought me close, I thought it was hope, I thought it was hope
But you let me go, I don't even know, I don't even know
Tryna pull up in a jag
Looking like a fucking dad
Remember them times down bad
Now ain't more going back (yeah!)
Pull up, pull up in a fast car
This shit looking like a NASCAR
Bitch I'm a side of bad fraud
She been ridin', like the task force
Pickin' up these flowers in my garden
You won't let me leave like a warden
Speedin' fast, when I pull out the lot
Your bitch ask when she could give me top
This shit gas, when I smoke in the lot
Good and bad, you had opened your heart
Pickin' flowers, I'm a garden for you
Screamin' louder, hear them louder for you
Actin' sour, now get out over you
Yeah, I guess it's the girl code to have doubt over you
(Hey, my bad Tezzo)