Dead Roses

(专辑： The Course Of The Inevitable 2 - 2022)

Uh

You getting agitated from waiting, I smell your hating
You want my spot, huh? You've been practicing your celebration
The type that wanna slow you down when you're accelerating
Entitled niggas want results without the dedication
Really believed in what you talking, you'd be working on it
In brick and day mode, and you haven't been the perfect morning
Staying true to yourself, dawg, it's what's most important
Remember all that was done for you, treat your folks according
Lean on the motherfucking sofa like the hook recording
When it rains it's a storm, watch all the culprits pouring
State of emergency, hear the culture calling
And they wanna seem cool, they make you focus on 'em
You lose your life, too much sleeping, having a dream is tough
Niggas gotta see your blood stream to make your streams go up
Came in the business, fire and a diesel cup
It's my fault you running in place? Ain't even stuck

I'm hoping it's just a phase
The moves'll have you questionning the way that they were raised
I'm looking 'round amazed
It's like it's so hard to congratulate a nigga nowadays (Congratulations)
Now the community's enraged
But they don't give a shit about you 'til you on the front page
And the sympathy is staged
A bunch of motherfuckers putting flowers on your grave

Uh, so quick to paint a different picture when that chalk's around 'em
That ain't your friend, soon as he walks away, you talk about him
All he wanted for you's the best, he never cut your throat
All the women in the world, you wanna fuck his though
Nowadays everything different, even suckers blow
Bitch niggas with big ass jewelry, you'd have to tuck it though
Okay, you walked in my stomping grounds but you tip-toe
Banging on rumors, damn, I miss hanging up with my flip phone
You tattle-tale on niggas, you need your lips sewn
The veins frozen, the flow's golden, the Crips' chrome
Go against me, you be blue, niggas get buried different
What good is the seed if you niggas gon' be out here cherry pickin'?
Ain't posting on social medias, you can tell he missing
Found with all them holes in his head, imaginary pimping
Give me flowers while I can smell 'em
Life stinks, I wrote the seven
Only right I slow down, I was a MAC-11

I'm hoping it's just a phase
The moves'll have you questionning the way that they were raised
I'm looking 'round amazed
It's like it's so hard to congratulate a nigga nowadays (Congratulations)
Now the community's enraged
But they don't give a shit about you 'til you on the front page
And the sympathy is staged
A bunch of motherfuckers putting flowers on your grave

Dead roses
Give me mine while I can smell 'em
Dead roses
Fuck I'm gonna do with 'em in Heaven?
Dead roses
Give me mine while I can smell 'em
Dead roses
Fuck I'm gonna do with them in Heaven?