Lyrics I Like Flowers - Gatsby

I Like Flowers

Louellen told me as a youngin don’t forget how to smile boy your soul make you
different no one like you for miles
And time ain’t neva tickin back all my mistakes worthwhile
I’m thinkin what if dolla bills ain’t make the world go round
Cuz if you couldn’t buy the time is the love worth more
I trade the pieces for some time with the ones you adore
And break the links down to memories with people you love to build
relationships of family and Lord up above
I spit the truth I’m not the type to spend the time sell lies
I hit the the booth and birth a classic beats meet they demise
Publicity make me nervous wish I could disappear like a soldier thank you for
service I couldn’t volunteer
Shed a tear for the whole generation of babies
Where depression killin niggas like some Crack in the 80's
It’s another epidemic cold world that we livin we got a billion for a fence
Flint still on the mission
For some water by itself save the lead for my pencil
We got a Cheeto for President
Outta line like a stencil
Don’t forget your materials for this life called test cuz you gon make a few
mistakes I keep it cool don’t stress
A hundred miles from perfection
Being you is the best
Young nigga bound to ballin like I’m 6 feet 7
I’m moonwalking on the milky star spangled 11's and I ain’t nothin like ya
regular I hope you can tell it
Because a nigga love flowers flows hotter than hell
I’m rockin sweaters in the summer cuz I’m cooler than froze
Another nigga from the hood feel the shit in my toes
And if we got same shoes then you know how it go
Because a nigga love flowers flows hotter than hell
I’m rockin sweaters in the summer cuz I’m cooler than froze
Another nigga from the hood feel the shit in my toes
And if we got the same shoes then you know how it go
Yeah don’t you eva try to fake it staying true is the test
Cuz what’s the point in making friends if you losing the best
Like what’s the use in bulletproof when they comin for necks
And he not really fuckin witchu pressin buttons for sex
Stirring up the conversation got you thinkin he something when in reality the
only thing he own is a son and a gun
A couple trophies got some cred in the hood
And it was easier to peep you from his neck of the woods
But she gon choose cuz he sound good and he gotta couple chains on but he knew
from hello that he could cut her Like a chainsaw
That’s how it often goes between the birds and the niggas issa cycle so it
happens like some rainfall
Flyer than a G5 jet ready for takeoff
We past March madness my nigga we in the playoffs
So every second count I’m shootin before the buzzer
And now I got the rock I’m stepping without a stutter on my mother cuz a nigga
love flowers flows hotter than Hell, I’m rockin sweaters in the summer cuz I’m
cooler than froze
Another nigga from the hood feel the shit in my toes
And if we got the same shoes then you know how it go