Lời bài hát Gold Roses
I'm home now, it's over now, so
She got a thing for Chanel vintage
That dropped
Before she could speak English
Do you love me
or love seekin' attention
I mean which one is it
You keep callin' me ya twin
But twins ain't this different
Mentally I'm already on next year
That's some 20/20 clear vision
You sayin' let you finish
I ain't tryna hear it
I'm all for spiritual liftin'
But I don't fly Spirit
I'm all for findin' happiness
But down to die serious
All smiles, Kevin Durant trials
Had to blow it on a court
I must have blew a milli'
I'm walkin' on all charges
That's my new Achilles
I know they love to rock a check
But who gon' do it really. Really
My depositions never surface
Tanenbaum know the logo
On the jersey
It's gettin' purchased
Ten years in and y'all yet to hear
My most impressive verses
Paid the cost to be the boss
Wasn't even
My most expensive purchase
Trust when I say
I'm never on the shit
They assumin' I'm on
Tales about me are like corridos
In Culiacán
Sashimi from Saito
You know that man two Michelin Star
Postcard from Grace Bay
Sendin' my distant regards
Vision wasn't mine
Told my niggas the vision was ours
Still a part of shorty
Even if we've been livin' apart
Roxx'll do you filthy for me soon
As I give him the nod
Meanin' he'll blast for me
Like puttin' the 6 with the God
Hop on a float and show the city
The one they appointed
The one that's rebuildin' schools
And feedin' the homeless
Hang with my niggas
But sometimes I be tryna avoid it
'Cause they'll get to poppin'
Out of place like they double jointed
Goals was the top of the pyramid
In this shitty world
I gotta get the most of everything
Is the axis on which it sit and twirls
Point blank period, like a City Girl
And then I bring it back to 50 world
Ay, whoa
You made me this way
Before I'm gone outta this place
Put some flowers in my face
Won't you
Let me know that I did okay
Don't wait 'til some other day, no, no
They love to wait 'til it's too late
It's too late
I was nominated
Never won a Grammy
But I understand
They'll never understand me
Lot of lives lost, but I never panicked
Lot of lines crossed
I never did a Xanny
A hundred room mansion
But I felt abandoned
Love makin' love
But where will love land me
Jealous, so their bitches be actin'
Like they sleepin' on us
But they speakin' on us
Jewelers quote us even numbers
Still blowin' smoke
As angels float above us
Love givin' back
But will they ever love us
Chanel in the mail
FedEx from Pharrell
And what I got for sale
Just sit on the scale
Triple beam dream
A buck on the shades
I really seen things
Give mothers the shakes
I really bought cars
For women on face
I know it seem odd
But money amazin'
College loans really did
Fuck up her credit
Discover cards, look back
I know she regret it
But we keep pushin'
Keep our foot on the pedal
In the mirror she a blessin'
Rebukin' the Devil
Livin' on the edge
She keepin' me level
Money come and go
I'ma keep you forever
Money come and go
I'ma keep you forever
Slip-on glass slippers
And tickle with feathers
Everywhere we go
We create a dilemma
Coming to America, really the set
I'll let your soul glow
I'm keepin' you wet
All my cold Decembers
I know she remembers
Forgiveness for a sinner
But is it that simple
Holdin' on your hands
Your body's a temple
Fly you out to Cannes
Ménages with bitches
Lobsters and the prawn
Thought you was Spanish
Bottles for the Don
Our parties the biggest
Ay, whoa
You made me this way
Before I'm gone outta this place
Put some flowers in my face
Won't you
Let me know that I did okay
Don't wait 'til some other day, no, no
They love to wait 'til it's too late
Too late
Had a dream she was singin'
To me like Gladys Knight
True love in the projects
Is called paradise
All your niggas left
You wasn't actin' right
But honesty itself a small sacrifice
My money bag heavy
Got me packin' light
You movin' funny
Can you fill my appetite
Niggas' conversations, a lot of it false
He own condos
Right over Carnegie Hall
Speak about your cars
But all of 'em parked
Your niggas' money light
Come out of the dark
You really are my type
That's not a facade
One of the reasons why I write
We got a synopsis
I'm always at the top of
Barbershop gossip
After further thought
Better not knock 'em
Allocate some dollars
To go out shoppin'
Bitch, we on the real
It's time to stop talkin'
Ay, whoa
You made me this way
Before I'm gone outta this place
Put some flowers in my face
Won't you
Let me know that I did okay
Don't wait 'til some other day, no, no
They love to wait 'til it's too late
Too late
