Roses

Don't press me please don't stress me
Gave you all I had but you still couldn't bless me
Roses on the ceiling take me to a higher place
Posing for the feeling she just want a brighter taste

Loyalty in my blood
Ten toes from the Moon to the Sun
I gotta go hard I'm the only Son
I gotta go hard I'm the only one
Who gon' take care of them when they need a plug
Shawty fuck wit me she really need me huh
I body these niggas they need a hug
I'm Aladdin on this shit don't need a rug
My patek reflect just like a diamond does yeah
Just so you know I'm on it
Shawty facetimed me when she touchdown
She ain't even dressed up pulled up in a bonnet
Roll up that fye that Sozin's comet
Get to the bag regardless never save
Step to me nigga you must be brave
Beat a nigga down like my name Dave
Shuffle shit up like issa rave

Don't press me please don't stress me
Gave you all I had but you still couldn't bless me
Roses on the ceiling take me to a higher place
Posing for the feeling she just want a brighter taste
Don't know bout no defense I go hard til something sprain
You would be surprised I ain't end it from all this pain
Shit I'm still surprised I believe in a better day

King of the hill like my name Hank
Keep me a ratchet like my name Clank
Every night pray that I'm far from a snake
I want them bands them fifties them franks
Cook so much my wrist might break
Whip so fast this shit really crank
Just by the chain they can tell what I make
But they won't ever know how much it take
I can't sleep my mind on the bank
I got a sweet tooth I gotta have cake
Fill up my chalice then fill up my safe
Round it up count it up
I don't depend on luck
Bad bih just wanna fuck
Beat it up in a truck
She know I give no fucks



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Writer(s): A.p. Schmidt
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