ROSÉ g.o.l.d

Cannot you see the pain that's in my eyes
A demon in red that fucked with my life
Rosé gold I'm on my drake shit
I'm better than real, you fucking know this

You knew me so well that u started to play with me
Thought u was my mrs me
Only thing I could think of, honestly you and me
Take the you out of you and me
What's left just me
All these girls tryna catch me
But they ain't no Billie Jean

At the same time I been goin' up
Sippy dippy with a litty cup
Nigga tripping cause he ain't enough
I guess he wasn't show enough

Niggas think they can beat me
Play fun with dumb and you gon' see
You want the smoke, try me
Almost caught a niggas body

When versing me you gon' end up in a body bag
My bars bury niggas in a mass

I wanna be okay so I try to hide my feeelings
I'm the reason why I'm still breathing
Wanna believe that it's true when it's a lie
Wanted to believe you but you fucking lied

What we had in past, was really too toxic
I am my brother's keeper but where's his prophets
I guess they were Tory's that switched some Lanezs
Rosé gold this is a phase

Take she out of she is the one
Take Donald out of the trump
Why did pop have to get smoked
Why do 21's die and go
There wouldn't be a king without a von
There wouldn't be love without a cost

Take she out of she is the one
Take Donald out of the trump
Why did pop have to get smoked
Why do 21's die and go
There wouldn't be a king without a von
There wouldn't be love without a cost



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Writer(s): S U H Vante
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