Gun Lee - Original Rose Boy Lyrics

Was down, bad on my cakes, but now I'm really rich
Yes, I know Jesus, He saves, but I can't save a bitch
I swear, I feel defeated, so I pray more
The world it need more principal like Seymour
Bitch, I'm a die a winner
I mean, I am a winner
And you rappers rappin' like beginners
Veteran, I'm in this bitch for my war wounds
Boys turn to goons for some tennis shoes
Light the spliff back to back
Deja vu
I ain't need homies, I need a Bentley coupe
Speakin' to them niggas like I'm Aaron
Hello
Does anybody care and
Apparently not, it's so apparent
Let me be transparent
Since the inception of hip-hop
We at the lowest point
Drill is on the radio like every joint
Not to down the sub-genre
But it brought tears to plenty niggas' mamas
Reach for my necklace, I'ma bring tears to your mama
Nas, said hip-hop is dead, defibrillation shit
I'ma bring it back and say clear, I'm on some crazy shit
You can say I saved this shit
You can say I saved this shit