This is a song about "Two three four roses"

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

It's only one round, two or three i don't need it

One two three to late now your gone busted nose

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

The hardest four bars, and i aint even count to three

One, two, three little fags, they fuck with my homies so i grab out the body bags,

My bars are harder than ancient artifacts, so sit back and relax

Im from the side where silly niggas hate or they like you

Maybe i can help u a lil with a dollar three or two

Glory but you dint know my back story. then i go one two three

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party