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came back and then you started lying
I don't want no more flowers
I don't need your prayers
I stayed there for hours
I stood by the stairs
Sleep next

seeking brighter skies
Your heart breaks free no more goodbyes
From flower to flower a path you'll find
Leaving this damaged bloom behind

Words once

seeking brighter skies
Your heart breaks free no more goodbyes
From flower to flower a path you'll find
Leaving this damaged bloom behind
Words once

These flowers don't grow here no more
Our climate changed it and our  footprint drained it
You been gone for a hot minute
I know things look a little

read
Devil is back, yo, you rebels on me
You revel the relish, ate it come please
Can I some more? Serve another
One is in order
Musta havе no money,

peace, but he's only scared
His boss points to the flames, say you go in there
And when death looks you in the eye, you better show no fear
To keep it

Either we keep complaining or we can change 

Start the engine push the button 
And recognize with sisters and brothers 
They know us by our love for one

Someone grab a mic 'cause I'm 'bout to gas
Red red rum going places no one ever has 
Ride this elevator just to leave my past 
Take it to the 13

bombast of its breast 
By which I knew upon waking
It was telling me
In no uncertain terms
To bellow forth the tubas and sousaphones
The whole rusty

got it
I'm swinging with force imma wreck 'em all
Want my engine with horses I'm stepping off
I'll dip in that Porsche never let it stall
I don't live

out
I’m running through them grams
You'll smell the kush when I ride out
I’m moving at top speed, my engine is foreign
I travel across seas where women

From Tha 13th to Tha 17th

B.G.

True Story

1995

jealous niggas on my ass, try'na bring me down
But I ain't got no more that you got

I'm strugglin' like you
Tryen to stack a motha fuckin'' lot
I stop you

Flowers for Mama

George Jones

Flowers for Mama

1972

day
I don't have no money, not even a dime
But I brought mama flowers like I have all the time.
Everyday I pick flowers from this pretty hill
A small

storyline
But that's just how I feel
I'll cannonball in a minefield
I didn't talk to the serpent
I was drowned by an eel
Car engine won't start this is so

Tryina figure out when
I've more times than I could count
Been here how'd I miss 'em
It's a burial site
And I'm surrounded by
Gravestones
Everywhere

Coupes & Roses

Stalley

Self Made 3 [Best Buy Exclusive]

2013

As a kid I had a lot of money
Knotted up, rubberband money
Next to the XBox, thrown in my Jordan box
I think it was my 13's something that I rarely

in the instant replay
There will be no memes of Shaun King
Being dragged on Twitter
With multi-colored dreadlocks
There will be no flower crown selfie

riches will fade
When the flowers bloom, a cup remains

By the qing-jiu, ashes turned gray
No more longing, not within my days
No more memories, no more

passing through.
And daddy got on board, and we ain't seen him no more. 

I wonder why trains make me lonesome.
Happens everytime that engine moans some.

themselves
Mortal construct, surpassing all limitations
No less divine than its architect
Our beautiful children
Driven by their fleeting existence
Driven

grade
But this beast can no longer be contained
I know that I'm more than this
I've been stuck in this loop of getting over it
For the love of God I can

bread tho
Rocking Jordan 4s bitch yeah they retro
Old school colorway they looking special
I just paid 13 no Hunter Renfrow
Yeah bitch I'm always

From San Jose to Birmingham
It took a long time 
to get my heart to where I am

cs the engines wines 
cnd the miles roll by
Gotta clear my head 
cnd try

at night, he'll be by your side In order to succeed, you must seek, must speak He'll provide more gas to proceed
The engine of your life will be clean,