Roses (feat. Kam Scott)

Nigga had to get protection
So I bought a Smith and Wesson
I don't need a history reference all these fucking pigs are extra
Kill you at the intersection cause they hate a skin complexion
Think I need a mental resting until the nation gets respective
Love your life cause its a blessing we don't know the calendar
Niggas ain't gone help you but they'll shoot you with the camera
Lesson in perspectives what we need for all the amateurs
Progression is inevitable that's what we standing for
Keep it G
Broken system got my niggas toting pistols
Make sure all yo folks are with you
Please don't be a police victim
Dying over different shit but calling it a Co-vid symptom
I just hope that God protects my younger and my older siblings
High up like I packed ganja
Planning to attack and conquer
Rip to Black Panther
Rest in peace to Black Mamba
Shout out to the black fathers
Peace to all the black mamas
We producing black magic
Manifesting black mana

All about my bread homie
Moving like the feds on me
Indigo my life is extra
Like I took a red potion
Heated like my head smoking
Running until my legs broken
Tired of seeing red roses
Put that on my dead homies
All about my bread homie
Moving like the feds on me
Indigo my life is extra
Like I took a red potion
Running until my legs broken
Heated like my head smoking
Tired of seeing red roses
Put that on my dead homies

Yo I be stressing
No time for second guessing
Know my mind a weapon and my body need protection
Time for some reflection
Moving goal posts
Going postal polls election
Times is trying and they testing
Never put yo mental 2nd
Crush words and flip birds to disrespect
Disruption in my section
Cause chaos raise tension
We just want to bring attention
Times out detention
Cant stop Mission
Persistence through participation
Know niggas sick of waiting
They out here killing niggas
Time ain't the only thing they wasting
I know it's hard but keep yo focus simple
Please don't be a police victim
Dying over different shit but calling it a Co-vid symptom
I just hope that God protects my older and my younger siblings
High up like I packed ganja
Planning to attack and conquer
Rip to Black Panther
Rest in peace to Black mamba
Shout out to the black fathers
Peace to all the black mamas
We producing black magic
Manifesting black mana

All about my bread homie
Moving like the feds on me
Indigo my life is extra
Like I took a red potion
Heated like my head smoking
Running until my legs broken
Tired of seeing red roses
Put that on my dead homies
All about my bread homie
Moving like the feds on me
Indigo my life is extra
Like I took a red potion
Running until my legs broken
Heated like my head smoking
Tired of seeing red roses
Put that on my dead homies



Credits
Writer(s): Kameron Scott
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