Crushed Roses

Lord I pray for better days And y'all keep stepping on my roses My mama born a Libra she gave me no balance When I see her balance I let money have my answers My daddy born a Cancer so I be crying 'bout my passion This road is slow feel like molasses Damaged souls with bad habits I just took a X pill and it don't sound like shit I feel But I swear to God I'm up Courtney taught me "run it up" It's only bands out there I want What you running from young nigga Put ya chest out show ya love I'll slap into you, empathy You felt that bitch I'll let you breathe Dreams of being bigger than I ever seen my father dream Family in the trenches like the land we on ain't for the free Freemasons all in my family I don't ever speak on that belief Hide inside my own demeanor You think I'm nice I'm always meaner Thank God I know my power Homeless couldn't shower Shower me in flowers For my sound you wish that you could master Racks on racks no point asking Crushing flowers keep me higher Shit Maybe I need higher Higher me love fire I want her hot, she flick my lighter Baby, call that power I want the world, of course it's ours If I believe everything they tell me I'll buy anything they sell me So no one sells me dreams I'm the nightmare of your dreams Swear to God I'll make you do it Just to show me you true to it Then show you it ain't for me Shit is bigger than you speak on seeing Shots inside my favourite cities Bloody Dreams my favourite Business Die before you crush my vision Why y'all always Crushing crushing flowers You don't let me Bloom, wishing I might lose Grounded in my roots though Growing like I should grow Why y'all always Crushing crushing flowers You don't let me Bloom, wishing I might lose Grounded in my roots though Growing like I should grow Why y'all always always crushing flowers Why y'all always always crushing flowers