Just like a rose
Everybody knows that
you are so beautiful
But I feel a thorn in my hide
I should’ve known
we can’t repair what we broke
But I held you close
Too close
I should’ve left your roses
at the door
They’re sharper than before
And I don’t want them no more
I should’ve left your roses
at the door
They’re sharper than before
And I don’t need them no more
I have no time to give you guidance
Barely have any fuck time either
Hefner minded like
I think you’re fine but
I seen the finest women that
ever came out a beaver
Mind reader can tell
she vegan or not when I meet her
Or if she insecure most are
If she’s mixed
a possible psycho alert goes off
Not a judge cause a judge
don't wear no draws
yet he allows
Everything to go to your spouse
when you end your vows
My tax bracket not enough blacks have it
Who should I date
Project chick or Cuban actress
A white chick
they might flip talking that blackness
Should only attract black shit
I’m an ass magnet
If you mad at that
you’ll be mad forever
Never played you
I prayed we would stay together
Wished it’d last forever
know what I mean
Heard you tear a rose from the roots
The rose screams
Just like a rose
Everybody knows that
you are so beautiful
But I feel a thorn in my hide
I should’ve known
we can’t repair what we broke
But I held you close
Too close
Them Xanax can’t manage
your maniac manic
depressive expressions
They some silent killers
The stress shit
Got to put in a lot of Niggas
I’m blowing medical
It helps chill a violent temper
I’d a went to hell and back
You always think your right
You know when you wrong
But still you want to fight
Will people like my song
You want to kill em right
You resent me every time
I make a million right
You want to experience life
when your calling all the shots
Ordering bottles for all your girls
up in the spot
Have your own cash
Own your own Benz
your own house
Everything me I understand
Thought you would bask
in the glory as Queen bee
Put you on under
Martin Scorsese
Mean street
The first movie he made
thought that was fly
I thought you was flyer
You a fuckin Liar
Just like a rose
Everybody knows that
you are so beautiful
But I feel a thorn in my hide
I should’ve known
we can’t repair what we broke
But I held you close
Too close
I should’ve left your roses
at the door
They’re sharper than before
And I don’t want them no more
I should’ve left your roses
at the door
They’re sharper than before
And I don’t need them no more
Just like a rose
Everybody knows that
you are so beautiful
But I feel a thorn in my hide
I should’ve known
we can’t repair what we broke
But I held you close
Too close
I should’ve left your roses
at the door
They’re sharper than before
And I don’t want them no more
I should’ve left your roses
at the door
They’re sharper than before
And I don’t need them no more
I have no time to give you guidance
Barely have any fuck time either
Hefner minded like
I think you’re fine but
I seen the finest women that
ever came out a beaver
Mind reader can tell
she vegan or not when I meet her
Or if she insecure most are
If she’s mixed
a possible psycho alert goes off
Not a judge cause a judge
don't wear no draws
yet he allows
Everything to go to your spouse
when you end your vows
My tax bracket not enough blacks have it
Who should I date
Project chick or Cuban actress
A white chick
they might flip talking that blackness
Should only attract black shit
I’m an ass magnet
If you mad at that
you’ll be mad forever
Never played you
I prayed we would stay together
Wished it’d last forever
know what I mean
Heard you tear a rose from the roots
The rose screams
Just like a rose
Everybody knows that
you are so beautiful
But I feel a thorn in my hide
I should’ve known
we can’t repair what we broke
But I held you close
Too close
Them Xanax can’t manage
your maniac manic
depressive expressions
They some silent killers
The stress shit
Got to put in a lot of Niggas
I’m blowing medical
It helps chill a violent temper
I’d a went to hell and back
You always think your right
You know when you wrong
But still you want to fight
Will people like my song
You want to kill em right
You resent me every time
I make a million right
You want to experience life
when your calling all the shots
Ordering bottles for all your girls
up in the spot
Have your own cash
Own your own Benz
your own house
Everything me I understand
Thought you would bask
in the glory as Queen bee
Put you on under
Martin Scorsese
Mean street
The first movie he made
thought that was fly
I thought you was flyer
You a fuckin Liar
Just like a rose
Everybody knows that
you are so beautiful
But I feel a thorn in my hide
I should’ve known
we can’t repair what we broke
But I held you close
Too close
I should’ve left your roses
at the door
They’re sharper than before
And I don’t want them no more
I should’ve left your roses
at the door
They’re sharper than before
And I don’t need them no more
Just like a rose
Everybody knows that
you are so beautiful
But I feel a thorn in my hide
I should’ve known
we can’t repair what we broke
But I held you close
Too close
I should’ve left your roses
at the door
They’re sharper than before
And I don’t want them no more
I should’ve left your roses
at the door
They’re sharper than before
And I don’t need them no more
I have no time to give you guidance
Barely have any fuck time either
Hefner minded like
I think you’re fine but
I seen the finest women that
ever came out a beaver
Mind reader can tell
she vegan or not when I meet her
Or if she insecure most are
If she’s mixed
a possible psycho alert goes off
Not a judge cause a judge
don't wear no draws
yet he allows
Everything to go to your spouse
when you end your vows
My tax bracket not enough blacks have it
Who should I date
Project chick or Cuban actress
A white chick
they might flip talking that blackness
Should only attract black shit
I’m an ass magnet
If you mad at that
you’ll be mad forever
Never played you
I prayed we would stay together
Wished it’d last forever
know what I mean
Heard you tear a rose from the roots
The rose screams
Just like a rose
Everybody knows that
you are so beautiful
But I feel a thorn in my hide
I should’ve known
we can’t repair what we broke
But I held you close
Too close
Them Xanax can’t manage
your maniac manic
depressive expressions
They some silent killers
The stress shit
Got to put in a lot of Niggas
I’m blowing medical
It helps chill a violent temper
I’d a went to hell and back
You always think your right
You know when you wrong
But still you want to fight
Will people like my song
You want to kill em right
You resent me every time
I make a million right
You want to experience life
when your calling all the shots
Ordering bottles for all your girls
up in the spot
Have your own cash
Own your own Benz
your own house
Everything me I understand
Thought you would bask
in the glory as Queen bee
Put you on under
Martin Scorsese
Mean street
The first movie he made
thought that was fly
I thought you was flyer
You a fuckin Liar
Just like a rose
Everybody knows that
you are so beautiful
But I feel a thorn in my hide
I should’ve known
we can’t repair what we broke
But I held you close
Too close
I should’ve left your roses
at the door
They’re sharper than before
And I don’t want them no more
I should’ve left your roses
at the door
They’re sharper than before
And I don’t need them no more