Dead Roses
Dead roses on yo nightstand nightstand toxic love got my head spinning
Heart cold swear love like a life sentence
Fake smiles all around me who with me or against me
I been sipping all day two fucks bout my kidney
Baby girl model type hit it raw no jimmy
Cut from a different can't fuck with too many
I been stuck up in streets hope the demons don't get me
I'm my brothers keeper so that trigger finger itching
Still praying up to god I don't know if he can hear
Locked in with my slimes tryna cook up a million
Got them racks on me what a wonderful feeling
Bad bitch lick dis ink tryna keep her position
She da evil baby sitter bitch swallow all my children
Opp pack in the wood we getting high with no ceiling
Opp pack in the wood we getting high with no ceiling
Devil want my soul I can't let it go
I know It get cold on that lonely road
Nights I was broke discourage cold shoulders
I had niggas locked down ain't never wrote em
Lost off ecstacy yea
Caged inside outside I'm free yea
I'm dying live so I'm taking risk ohhhh lord yea
Dead roses on yo nightstand nightstand toxic love got my head spinning
Heart cold swear love like a life sentence
Fake smiles all around me who with me or against me
I been sipping all day two fucks bout my kidney
Baby girl model type hit it raw no jimmy
Cut from a different can't fuck wit too many
I been stuck up in streets hope the demons don't get me
Dead roses on yo nightstand nightstand toxic love got my head spinning
Toxic love got my head spinning
Heart cold swear love like a life sentence
Fake smiles all around me who with me or against me
I been sipping all day two fucks bout my kidney
Baby girl model type hit it raw no jimmy
Cut from a different can't fuck with too many
I been stuck up in streets hope the demons don't get me
I'm my brothers keeper so that trigger finger itching
Still praying up to god I don't know if he can hear
Locked in with my slimes tryna cook up a million
Got them racks on me what a wonderful feeling
Bad bitch lick dis ink tryna keep her position
She da evil baby sitter bitch swallow all my children
Opp pack in the wood we getting high with no ceiling
Opp pack in the wood we getting high with no ceiling
Devil want my soul I can't let it go
I know It get cold on that lonely road
Nights I was broke discourage cold shoulders
I had niggas locked down ain't never wrote em
Lost off ecstacy yea
Caged inside outside I'm free yea
I'm dying live so I'm taking risk ohhhh lord yea
Dead roses on yo nightstand nightstand toxic love got my head spinning
Heart cold swear love like a life sentence
Fake smiles all around me who with me or against me
I been sipping all day two fucks bout my kidney
Baby girl model type hit it raw no jimmy
Cut from a different can't fuck wit too many
I been stuck up in streets hope the demons don't get me
Dead roses on yo nightstand nightstand toxic love got my head spinning
Toxic love got my head spinning
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Writer(s): Austin Brown Jr
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