sent you flowers. - bonus
I sent you flowers some days, yea
Sent you flowers and waited
I sent you flowers when seasons change
I sent you flowers but they died
I sent you flowers but they died
I sent you flowers but they died, yea
I sent you flowers but they died
If you cool, then I'm cool
If you're there, I'll be near, aye
I'll be near, aye
I sent you flowers but they died, yea
I sent you flowers but they died
Dead roses in the winter
You hit with the buzz, I can still feel your stinger
Drop top in the summer
We stayed real close, you tote for the run off
Shit, I'm lost in the rain
These days, each days don't feel the same
But I see what you fear
That you could probably die in the wake of your peers
But, fuck that
Who needs them?
They always got the pressure to your head
For instance, I stay low-key, I be minding my business
And you could trust yourself just to see what the difference is
Keep a smile in your pocket, just to share
Be aware, when it's time, I'll need it
Hold your hand on the weekends, cause I care
When your throw me a stare, I'll keep it
I sent you flowers but they died
I sent you flowers but they died
I sent you flowers but they died
I sent you flowers but they died
Now I'm glad that they're dead
I fantasize hard to the times that were kept, yea
Sending shots for your head
You could of took my heart but you came for my neck
Said that you be fanning out
I could of had you on the cover, naked, painted by the sky
Love the way you planning now
I'ma be honest, yesterday, I sent you flowers but they died
Fuck
Sent you flowers and waited
I sent you flowers when seasons change
I sent you flowers but they died
I sent you flowers but they died
I sent you flowers but they died, yea
I sent you flowers but they died
If you cool, then I'm cool
If you're there, I'll be near, aye
I'll be near, aye
I sent you flowers but they died, yea
I sent you flowers but they died
Dead roses in the winter
You hit with the buzz, I can still feel your stinger
Drop top in the summer
We stayed real close, you tote for the run off
Shit, I'm lost in the rain
These days, each days don't feel the same
But I see what you fear
That you could probably die in the wake of your peers
But, fuck that
Who needs them?
They always got the pressure to your head
For instance, I stay low-key, I be minding my business
And you could trust yourself just to see what the difference is
Keep a smile in your pocket, just to share
Be aware, when it's time, I'll need it
Hold your hand on the weekends, cause I care
When your throw me a stare, I'll keep it
I sent you flowers but they died
I sent you flowers but they died
I sent you flowers but they died
I sent you flowers but they died
Now I'm glad that they're dead
I fantasize hard to the times that were kept, yea
Sending shots for your head
You could of took my heart but you came for my neck
Said that you be fanning out
I could of had you on the cover, naked, painted by the sky
Love the way you planning now
I'ma be honest, yesterday, I sent you flowers but they died
Fuck
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Writer(s): Adobee Daigbe, Adobee Brino
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