Roses

Time goes by when you’re trying to get bands
Shawty too bad, had to switch up the plan
Used to make way with the rose in my hand
Tryna make your day with the rose in my hand
We done came up, now they tryna be friends
Really back then, you ain’t think I’d have a chance
Tryna make plays with the rose in my hand
Should have seen my face with the rose in my hand
Long time, no see
Niggas glo’d up, who knew?
They ain’t really have no clue
She like, «you grew»
I’m looking like «yeah, you too»
A lot of shit changed since school
Watch how I move
Never gotta say what I do
So if you got a shot, then shoot
Cuz if I got one
You know that a nigga got two
So you ain’t really gotta slide through
Had the rose in my hand, now I’m focused on the bag
Curved me back then so I had to fall back
Shawty off the Xans while I’m rolling up the gas
It’s been a couple years, hope you on the right path
Niggas flexed out, I just won up on the price
Just got an ounce, bout to roll it like dice
Gang in this bitch, it’s gon be a long night
50/50 with the drinks, keep my shit up on ice
Time goes by when you’re trying to get bands
Shawty too bad, had to switch up the plan
Used to make way with the rose in my hand
Tryna make your day with the rose in my hand
We done came up, now they tryna be friends
Really back then, you ain’t think I’d have a chance
Tryna make plays with the rose in my hand
Should have seen my face with the rose in my hand
Look
Aye, I’m next up
Aye, so catch up
Aye, but move on
Move on, yeah
Look, I’m next up
Aye, so catch up
Aye, but move on
Move on, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Aye
Otown Marco, aye
Aye
We just want a couple chains, niggas tryna get rich
The O ain’t really never had a sound like this
I see your best friend looking at me and shit
If you ain’t tryna mess with the boy then switch
Stealth mode, niggas tryna hide in disguise
Hoes everywhere, I’m just tryna decide
I ain’t got time for the games and the lies
I know you regret it, I can see it in your eyes
Roses for the dead
Roses for the feelings that we share
Roses for feelings that’s affecting me
We getting money, that shit that they hate to see
Work in the studio, trap out the vacancy
You should have known before, this was the place to be
Aye, look, but who care?
That was back then, I ain’t really understand
But I know it’s all good cuz the rose in your hand
Gone
Rose in your hand
Rose in your hand
Rose in your hand
Gone