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