Flowers

I've gotta give my people
Their flowers (flowers) (flowers)
While they still here

I sat around mediating for some good bars
Grabbed a hand full of grams out the Kush jar
Rest In Power Mac you made my bro a hood star
I still nod to CPR when I push start
In the Chevy whip, very lit, but really
Life is too short due to Newports & Phillys
Feel me? So if I can't see you mañana
Then take these words in, for certain, know that I'mma
Always be a son, a brother, one day a father
Do this for my kin, one time for my Momma
Your love & advice can't amount to a dollar
In place of my Poppa, I was raised by you proper
Sis I'm so proud of the way you get ya commas
Born at Mercy, lived by Farmers, now to GSU with honors
I wish I had half your drive I never bothered
Sky is the limit to those who can't farther

I've gotta give my people
Their flowers (flowers) (flowers)
While they still here

One time for my bro we got Hannibal back
No sound in the world can match a Hannibal track
So now I'm eating how cannibals & Hannibal act
Me & my brother stayed together like an animal pack
I'm talking way way back think a Sosa at-bat
For the Cubs, we were cubs, don't approach, we attack
We been thru hard times so this appropriate track
To shout the bros like my nigga Tim rollin' the thrax
7th grade hoop dreams thinking Kobe & Shaq
Remember duck lip friend tried to throw me snatch
That's an inside joke, and you my homie for that
Can't forget Sha Black, treehouse we go back
Now it's 2020 on stage posted with SMACK
Watching niggas battle rap, side bets in the back
If ya flowers aren't given in a verse in the track
I hand 'em out at different times this the personal batch, facts

I've gotta give my people
Their flowers (flowers) (flowers)
While they still here

Can't forget 'Lish & Kitty they be holding it down
All my sistas spread love we gon' hold up the crown
For my bYc rounds I'm down to murder a clown
Skizzy, Jay, King Author, young Duce & the Browns
Shouts to Dre and my nigga Tre reppin' the town
Crimedanch, shout Cam, I gotta get to it now
I remember kickin' grade A, verses with AK
Now he with Tariqua going half on a baby
Shouts to LB kickin' game as if Pele
Was by his side, shout to Ky, it's time to get this payday
Me & PC can out smoke Craig & Day Day
And we seen niggas turn bitch like Shanaynay
Gotta thank Jon for a shot in our heyday
Even though it all fall apart like it's trey way
Shouts Pooh, Dem, Chem, Lex, those my clay day
Ones please stop to smell the flowers in the maylay

I've gotta give my people
Their flowers (flowers) (flowers)
While they still here



Credits
Writer(s): Kendall Carrington
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