Dead Flowers lyrics

[Intro]
Griselda
Yeah, n*gga
Yeah, n*gga (Brr)
We back, n*gga (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
You know what the f*ck is up, n*gga
Uh, look

[Verse 1]
The MAC-11 in my belt (I got it on me, n*gga)
Ready to play my cards however they was dealt (Take this sh*t how it come, n*gga)
I had to level up myself
'Cause even if I did need it, I would never get the help (Yeah)
I'm the illest, f*ck whoever and how they felt (f*ck them n*ggas)
The way I'm rappin' lately, sh*t, I'm impressin' myself (Ha)
Haha, Pusha T Ozweegos (Uh-huh)
I'm like Deebo at the dice game shootin' Cee-Lo (You what?)
Foreign parked, auto-start, no keyhole
Took a loss, then got a kilo and I rebounded like I was Z-Bo (Talk to 'em)
Before I was blowin' up in the game
I was broke and had a bad b*tch showin' up in a Range (Hahaha)
On a flight, hungover, I'm throwin' up on the plane
Damn, I thought you was official, you sold your soul for a chain
And the fame got to your head, yeah (You on some other sh*t)
Boy, you changed once you got you some change, got you some bread
[Interlude]
Yeah, n*gga
Hold up, I ain't finished with these f*ck n*ggas
Look

[Verse 2]
I should aim shots at your head
But now you gotta sleep at night knowin' you ain't a real n*gga, now lay on top of your bed
That's how you made it, I just won a hundred thousand down in Vegas (I'm eatin')
Gucci down to my socks, smilin' like Radric Davis (Hahaha)
Uh, b*tch in my DMs said, "I'm proud you made it" (What?)
Told that ho that I don't even want your pus*y now, you basic (f*ck out of here)
Yeah, sneakers I'm rockin' can't be found (You ain't see these)
f*ck a favor, I don't do nothin' for free now (Not at all)
I be around with the pump on me like Dee Brown
When I shoot it, I gotta put one knee down, that b*tch'll knock a tree down (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
'Member I walked a n*gga, that's a free pound
Sold it to my man for the André, three thou' (Hah)
n*gga, the Maybach is matte charcoal (Uh huh)
You n*ggas got bars, but I can tell you watch a lot of Narcos
You just put words together good, but where's the art though?
Rap what you live, where your heart go?
Yeah

[Outro]
Hmm
You n*ggas just watch a lot of TV, n*gga
I live this sh*t, pus*y
Machine