J-Rich - Red Roses Lyrics

Put that burner to ya chest
Hold up, uh, red roses
Check the diamonds on my neck
Hold up, uh, red roses
Sent ya girl flowers and a check
Hold up, uh, red roses
Prince Akeem, I get respect
Hold up, uh, red roses

Spark the conversation with a flick and light the blunt
I'm still young and dumb and reckless and I do just what I want
This that freshman floater, please don't call my shit a lazy bunt
I spent backends on a chain just so I can f*cking stunt
Hiding all the dope from the narcos
Your girl love lines, that's a barcode
I seen a lotta shit in the past few decades, I could never make a wish upon a star though
I gotta work hard for this God flow
Bottom level, tryna make it to the top floor
My homie resolution was to be a little more like Kanye, why do I feel like Pablo
I got homies that been trapping out they granny house
Ain't been the same since my mama kicked my daddy out
Thank God she did it
It taught me how to be a man that's not gonna hit it and quit it
I got a vision and an image and I'm staying committed
I hear the voices in my head but I don't pay em attention
I want the money and the power and the fame that come with it
I wanna look into the crowd and hear the voices start singing

Put that burner to ya chest
Hold up, uh, red roses
Check the diamonds on my neck
Hold up, uh, red roses
Sent ya girl flowers and a check
Hold up, uh, red roses
Prince Akeem, I get respect
Hold up, uh, red roses

You wanna ride with me? Get in line ho
Appreciate my art, imma love you like Picasso
Leave me in the past, imma treat you like a fossil
Music in my blood, wanna make this thing colossal
Hear the bass shake
Macarena with Elena when the drums quake
Said the Molly made her nauseous, now her tum ache
I guess that's why you never do drugs on the first date
Girl go crazy
Raised real well but ain't acting like a lady
That's that dark side, little mama Sith Lord
If my dad's wife listening, you a bitchwhore
That's a little mean spirited
But I speak with passion and emotion when the music hit
Baby mama drama shit since I was just a little shrimp
Two years old and I ain't even seen the f*cking kids
That's resentment right there
Don't test me, I know you keep the heater right there
Don't stress me, I got a couple kids in my care
Cause you killed off all our souls and left the fetus right there
Gas it up
I got the lighter and the Molotov in back of the trunk
I got a chip up on my shoulder, you can call me a monk
Cause I don't say it but I show it, level up every month

Put that burner to ya chest
Hold up, uh, red roses
Check the diamonds on my neck
Hold up, uh, red roses
Sent ya girl flowers and a check
Hold up, uh, red roses
Prince Akeem, I get respect
Hold up, uh, red roses