Rosa

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Zae The Philosopher] Check it yo, yo Back to the basics baby (Baby) Mind been racing lately (Lately) Backwoods facing hazy no sleep 'til the Asian ladies I just get bigger my nigga I figure do more Shout out ILLFIGURE my nigga come down to The O Industry niggas is weirder than all of my ho's They be at my shows but don't know me though We stand united not divided, organic like carbohydrates Only gas we run out of the one that fuel the spark to light it Nigga gon' archive it, step to me we gon' be fighting Get your soul enlightened freestyling no gon' and write it I see lights we quick to dip from the police Niggas talking like they do but don't know me Man y'all better recognize don't know who you fucking with The niggas that's talking shit is the ones that be ducking it A devil and an angel on my shoulder I'm grieving for the weak and shit I guess I'm getting older, yuh [Verse 2: Garrott Odom] Looking for mustard seeds and not four-leaf clovers Old ho's got me paranoid looking over my shoulders My problems got me feeling like I'm carrying boulders I can't hold on to something if it just isn't f'sure I might need me a minute to get my mind right Fuck the limelight it just don't shine right My time like my experience heavy as a motherfucker I could never trust 'em if they hate me God love me That's what I takeaway, get on my knees and pray Anxiety take hold at times that's just my day-to-day If I could write it in the sky take a breath, remind myself That I am just a man made in God's design so I'm fine, and cool [Verse 3: Blue November] Getting older is a motherfucker Just like week I was seventeen and citing quotas Just like week I was nineteen and fucking older Women, doing acid for the knowledge of it Some of y'all be poppin' tabs and getting damage from it 'Cause your mind was never nullified from fucking you up And now that you ducked You back into the sunlight You back to being adult Heart turned to Adolf Cut the shit out cause you ain't the law You abide by, it's bye bye to the wifi Yeah I'm outside where the breeze at You niggas become what you creep at Niggas boring where the beef at? Slick talk where I can't hear Keeping that shit on the beat wack Artists is bagging the cheap pack Niggas is writing that cheap shit That aye ooh ooh ah ah But I see why get your money playa 'Cause I'll be here to last way beyond my hourglass Cherish every moment that you may seem to pass Go ahead and hug your momma close before the last days I know you busy fucking bitches, dumping ashtrays If I came to you with my heart can you take it? Keep it close and keep it vacant Ms. Rosa I was told you did some, healing I'll see you this evening I plan on revealing my love for you dear