Bouquet

Absolutely, yes, I'm moving different
Strangers always asking who is this
I'm coming out of nowhere like Houdini
Hope they like my penmanship
Sorry mom no censorship
Put em in they feelings quick
Had to get my fill like dentist trip
Cause I got bigger goals and lofty visions
Thicker hoes and some softer linens
Did I mention I got good intentions
Distracted by the smoke and godly women
Thanking God for every day I'm winning
Cause I took baggies and flipped it for money
Took my losses and I flipped that too
Turn a L to a 7, yeah, it's a blessing
I just hope it make me lucky
Cause long days turned to longer nights
Grind in the dark popped out in the light
It's only right
Really, I'm just taking what is mine
Really, I'm just trying to take my time on some fine wine type shit
Too much on my mind I need a lime Mai Thai sip
Got to find time real quick
Cause I need Italian skyline beach trip
Peace for the weekend cause you know how this life get

Holy smokes need a vase for some marigolds
Need my flowers like I'm Derrick Rose how it goes n****
Coming out the 860
Check the flow
You already know represent the slow grind go getters
For the ones making history in they district
And the ones living risky raise a toast
Nosey folk miss me
Mind your business
On the low, I need my bouquet before I go

Let's be honest
Schooling people after I left college
Pay your homage I'm not even polished
Been dropping knowledge on topics I see in my surroundings
Projects filled with ebonics only a few can process
Cause some will never understand
Half a band flip a bag prefer cash in hand
Don't matter where Boston, Waterbury, Maryland
Connects where I need 'em get respect from everywhere
Cause I never lack
Make em clap when Spoon is back
Had to run it back made a back-to-back
Material shit after conscious rap
Made all my tracks put me on the map
Need more boom-bap in the lab
No more who's that no more last
Said fuck the past had to chase a bag, let's go

Things change rearrange feeling something strange
Yeah, I got to turn the page feeling like I'm late
Had to upgrade had to upgrade
Like a phoenix came back not the same
Was blue, black, and beat up
Then I had to re-up
Then I had to grow up get my funds up cause my luck's up
Time's run out, but somehow, I found an out
Through the music, how I do it
Bringing water to the drought
Yeah, it's like that
I'm different than the rest of you n*****
Back-to-back classics just to give ya'll something to listen to
My money long n**** I ain't stressing residuals
Only my spirituals am I getting more lyrical
USA Hockey teens how I'm pulling these miracles
Out of nowhere
From four square, court swears in the hood
Swear to God thought you were solid now you here getting booked
Better you than me my team but, honestly, I'm still shook
Could have been me, and not you
Now Bentley's, in my view
SUV, or new coup
LV chain, or new shoes
I been said, I'm that dude
I'm on 10, you not 2
You live dead, how uncool
I took red, you took blue
It's Spoon



Credits
Writer(s): Marcus Witherspoon
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