Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blood Roses, artist - CONWAY THE MACHINE.
Date of issue: 15.04.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Blood Roses |
Yeah |
Uh |
Look |
Machine back, tell them niggas the king back |
Let you niggas eat long enough, now I want my thing back (Hahahaha) |
Maybach truck, I’m in the back seat, seat lean back |
Ran it up, did it in a way they still haven’t seen yet |
I’m shootin' at everybody, I don’t hit you, then I hit the nigga closest (Brr) |
I gotta be at least top three when a nigga focused (Cap) |
It’s niggas that pocket watch me and got hidden motives (Hah) |
I see right through 'em though, I just act like I didn’t notice (Yeah) |
Used to walk in the kitchen, killin' roaches |
Now revenge the best dish I’ma serve before my kitchen closes (Talk to 'em) |
Niggas stealin' my drip, even my picture poses |
I just hope before I die, them fuck niggas give me my roses (Give me my flowers) |
Wouldn’t believe me if I told you what my yearly gross is |
Bought my bitch the new Bentley truck and she still ain’t drove it (Uh huh) |
Still play my old shit, niggas be like, «That nigga goes in"(He goes in) |
You should see they face when they find out I didn’t wrote it (Ha) |
Oops, I mean «didn't write it», excuse me, I just get excited |
I’ma shoot mines if a nigga try it, I’ma do time if I get indicted |
I’ma do mines, yeah (No snitchin', nigga) |
See a nigga necklace full of new diamonds, I don’t give a fuck who I signed with |
I’m still the nicest, Machine (Woo) |
I’m thankful that God never blessed me with basic views (What) |
So those perspectives that I’m projectin', they can’t confuse (What) |
They played the fool, but I paid the piper and paid the dues (Uh huh) |
This is God level, but I came to prove I came improved (Talk that talk) |
It’s killshot after killshot when the chamber moves (What) |
It’s hard wired that I’m a bomb they can’t defuse (What) |
They played the fool, but I paid the piper and paid the dues (Uh huh) |
This is God level, but I came to prove I came improved (Talk that talk, yeah, |
uh huh) |
Ayo, now I lay me down to sleep (Talk to 'em) |
I pray the Lord, my crown, I keep (Talk to 'em) |
If I should die before I wake |
Just give my two sons everything inside my safe, yeah |
You know you gettin' lit when bitches use your lyrics for a caption |
In that black on black Rolls when I’m starin' through Manhattan (Vroom) |
They pray on my downfall, want something terrible to happen |
Legends sayin' I’m the illest in this era with this rappin' (That's respect, |
nigga) |
Had the lil' homie shootin' this mag |
I’m not really that mad (Brr), I just wanna give the shooter a bag (Brr) |
I usually spaz, niggas say, «Machine, you in your bag"(You in your bag, nigga) |
My money still multiply and add, I ain’t through doin' math (Ha) |
Now, when the homies call from jail, I always accept it |
My name is good in the streets, I was always respected (I'm good, nigga) |
Dark skin with a fat ass was always my preference (Come here, bitch) |
I eat that pussy in the morning, that’s chocolate for breakfast, shit (Hahahaha) |
I’m thankful that God never blessed me with basic views (What) |
So those perspectives that I’m projectin', they can’t confuse (What) |
They played the fool, but I paid the piper and paid the dues (Uh huh) |
This is God level, but I came to prove I came improved (Talk that talk) |
It’s killshot after killshot when the chamber moves (What) |
It’s hard wired that I’m a bomb they can’t defuse (What) |
They played the fool, but I paid the piper and paid the dues (Uh huh) |
This is God level, but I came to prove I came improves (Talk that talk) |