Flowers

Real shit
(People feel like the best kinda jewels is the ones that glisten nah man it's knowledge)
Real shit
Real shit

Hit my mom phone early cuz I know my voice'll bring her joy
She need that, once I seen that I ain't have a choice
Imagine livin your life all the way to 45 to find out when your pops die his whole identity a lie
I realized my only real drive to acquire millions to heal her of the spirit killin feelins that she livin wit
And I'ma shine without a compromise for all her sacrifice because of that I seriously know no limit
This is not a scrimmage
What you see is what you get this is not an image
To all the women I ever hurt I ask repentance
I'd like to give you these flowers while you still can get them
A bouquet for the pain I pray I help a little
No way to truly repay you for all that you done given
When my stomach had nothin you put a meal in it
When the world tried to break my spirit you gave it healin
When I wasn't shit you loved me like it ain't make a difference I must admit it
That's divine unconditional shit that infinite
To my brothers may we never see division over digits
Dog I promise that the picture got many more pixels
That's the little image focus on livin out the vision
Every day I swear I'm seein things get clearer
Every day I swear I feel the dream get realer
Every day I swear I hear the screams get nearer

Hol' up
Hol' up
Hol' up

Tryna figure how it ended like this
How I'm hittin your phone to find your number been switched
Without notice or nothing look I ain't fumble like that
In fact I kept it bundle now ain't this boutta bitch
Wit no leash runnin wild eat my heart like a dish
Wouldn't have met you at that party if I had one wish
Cuz when that sickness came back was I not right there
Even when you had to chop your hair
I let you know in my eyes them other women could not compare
Your beauty would truly move me how I'm not gone stare
How I'm not gone stay how I'm not gone pray
My nigga warned me you a killer feelin like your prey
Make me carry baggage he gave you girl that's not my weight
I am not that nigga girl I'm not gonna stray
You'd still be my baby girl if I had my way
We woulda had that baby boy woulda been one today
Fuck is I'm posed to say I made a bogus mistake
On everything I ain't fuck that girl when I let her stay
Fuck this verse you ain't really hearin me anyway
Hate that nowadays I gotta look at you as just a phase
I heard em say love is like a rose unfolding
Beautiful today and dying the next moment
So every one you get you owe yourself to own it
All this wisdom I prolly forget it once I get sober



Credits
Writer(s): Nuri Hazzard
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