The Flowers

Tryna get to heaven but it's built like a fortress Pops had them packs had to move em with a forklift Money I done spent up on these raps like a fortune But I wear a size 11 I could never, ever forfeit (4-fit) What's your name? I forget Blame it on the ADD I'm smokin' on some orchids Flower had me rollin three The weed, it's imported The leaves lookin gorgeous The trees keepin me at my peace They important I don't wanna force shit But I need all the portions I can't pay my rent With shares and likes That ain't Supporting I don't black on tracks And snap For you to just ignore it When I hit this mic you gotta be quiet I'm recordin Rappers weird And I'm sick of it The simple shit The bar low I'm liftin it The cargo We shippin it Embargo Restrict ya shit I spar like a spartan You spar like you play for Michigan Star with the plate, Michelin My pops mischievous Know he was hittin' the base Then he stole three times And Now he playin it safe Paranoid, got me layin' awake I contemplate, everything and anything While I'm rolling a jay