And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus
Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,
Roses are red and violets are blue
You reflect me, i love that about you
We all here, from the dealers to the kids
Give your mother a call, bring your girlfriend roses,
It set in stone in these poems there ain’t nothing bogus
Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,
U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!
Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this
One day a bed
Skies are black, clouds are red
But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true
Roses are red, violets are blue, god made me pretty, what happened to you?
If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare
My lungs are filled with tar, i just keep smoking that marb red square,
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