Flowers

I'm on a different type of energy
Fuck your feelings, you ain't feeling me
I sense the love in your jealousy
Your mood swings more than little league
Before I'm gone, I'ma need my bouquet
Today, young superstar like Lupe
Kick push coast, top off the roof like a toupee
You live with regret like a roommate
Share half on everything like the store liquidate
Live now, cause a nigga could be gone any day
Me and my niggas gon' elevate
You and your niggas gon' take a break
When I'm out to eat, it's a table of three
Me, myself, and I, and we split the receipt
If it ain't love don't bother me
If the drinks ain't double, don't Roger me
Feels like I just hit the lottery
I like her short and sweet like apologies
Hands on the game like it's pottery
You don't want to see the other of side
That's a heads up, I already know the coin flip
Saw the future, and saw I'm already past this
Stick to the code, can't crack this
Stick to the script if you not about that action, nigga

Need my flowers, before I go
Not the tulip or the rose
But the praise and the love
From the haters and my blood
Need my flowers before I go
Not the tulip or the rose
Not that fake love
Wasn't with me, now you my cuz
Need my flowers before I go
Not the tulip or the rose
Fuck all that love
I don't need it any more

I been through a whole lot
People asking when I'm gon' drop
Opportunity waiting for a knock
My center good, that mean a nigga good on any block
Never need protection from what I witness
Wrapped up in the wrong shit like it's Christmas
Cause I wish a nigga would on my wish list
In the same building, but you know I'm built different
Body all the fake expectations
Anorexic chances I'm taking
Starving for my dues like a late night craving
But I still put out dope shit like I'm Reagan
She said she don't love me when I act hard
When she don't, I take the dog house out the backyard
They wanna be a nigga shrink when you talk large
But I built a wall around my heart, that's my trump card
Used to catch feelings like a trust fall
A nigga gotta watch that cholesterol
So I don't take everything with a grain of salt
Niggas 2 sided, Chris and Cliff Paul
Lord knows that a nigga can't complain
When you making more money, less mistakes
Feelings washed up, rinse, and repeat what I say
Put the flowers on me before my grave, lil' nigga

Before I'm old, feelings cold
Won't see me down the road
Please forgive me lord
We all just grow apart
Expecting more and all I got
Is so much shit, almost forgot
My shoulders holding all the rocks
Forever grounded, never shocked
Sometimes a nigga feel like Pac
All eyes on me like I'm passing cops

Need my flowers, before I go
Not the tulip or the rose
But the praise and the love
From the haters and my blood
Need my flowers before I go
Not the tulip or the rose
Not that fake love
Wasn't with me, now you my cuz
Need my flowers before I go
Not the tulip or the rose
Fuck all that love
I don't need it any more
Need my flowers, before I go
Not the tulip or the rose
But the praise and the love
From the haters and my blood
Need my flowers before I go
Not the tulip or the rose
Not that fake love
Wasn't with me, now you my cuz
Need my flowers before I go
Not the tulip or the rose
Fuck all that love
I don't need it any more