Bloodstains by Tres Morrison Lyrics

Back on the block with my black hat
Rolling down the street in my cadillac
I be on a mission with the windows down
I got so many clients gotta pay commission now
I ain’t gotta mention all the feds now
I’m back on the streets with the peds now
The enemies turn into our friends now
Vacations in Miami with the top down
Girls dancing on the tables with their top down
I’m bout to blow a stack gonna break some pounds
Money and the fame is all I see
But money and the fame brings jealousy

CHORUS:(x2)
Check on the floor for my bloodstains
Check on the floor for my bloodstains
Check on the floor for my bloodstains
Check on the floor for my bloodstains

VERSE 2:
When I’m not around I’m the subject and the topic
Different color drinks baby I’m call it tropic
Fitted cap with a cup juice on the side
Dollars diving out my pockets call it suicide
All these hoes know when I knock on the door
Give the girls gold then I roll to the store
I head to the club round’ Twelve fifty four
Get on my best dance shoes then hit the floor
Step in V I P all I see are the haters
Sipping on this liquor baby I don’t need no chaser
Infrared beams always pointed at me
Money turns friends into enemies
CHORUS: (x2)\Outro
Check on the floor for my bloodstains
Check on the floor for my bloodstains
Check on the floor for my bloodstains
Check on the floor for my bloodstains