ROSEBUD FROM THE CRETE

Album cover art for "ROSEBUD FROM THE CRETE" by Draft Day

Draft Day - Rap, Southern Rap

ROSEBUD FROM THE CRETE

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Duration: 2:36

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[Intro: Draft Day & DC2Trill] Shinin' brighter than a diamond over here (Shine) Inside and out, you heard me? (FWP shit, nigga) This shit special, you hear me? [Chorus] I'm tryna take this shit so far I done turned a dream to some cream in reality All the opposition, they caught belt with fatality Slowly losin' sanity Niggas wake up every day and pretend, live a fantasy Master P, Picasso, know my demons still chase after me I get high till I see Reese, I can't stop till I find peace Rule number one, it ain't no code in these streets Know that love will get you killed, better keep yo' eyes peeled [Verse 1] Need a hunnid just like Wilt with a Paris at the tip Know it's muddy in my cup, got me standin' at a tilt Got a .40 on my hip, make me walk with a dip Know I'm movin' with a chip, cut em off with no guilt Told her look me in my eyes, I'm the captain of this ship This the moment of my life, I'll be damned if I slip He a bitch, this a flip, finna son his ass like Tip Game over off a Tesla, this lil' shawty favorite trip Fifty K for some pics, another fifty for some shows Hundred K for some words, this just how the story goes Put some diamonds in my mouth, put my family on my back Put some F's on a Rolls, all the guys on the map Bring the real back to rap [Chorus] I'm tryna take this shit so far I done turned a dream to some cream in reality All the opposition, they caught belt with fatality Slowly losin' sanity Niggas wake up every day and pretend, live a fantasy Master P, Picasso, know my demons still chase after me I get high till I see Reese, I can't stop till I find peace Rule number one, it ain't no code in these streets Know that love will get you killed, better keep yo' eyes peeled [Verse 2] What you know 'bout food for sleep when you jump up in them streets? What you know about that broken thermostat usin' the stove for the heat? I was losin' faith drastically, askin' God why he was mad at me Knowin' that I'm destined, makin' sure he doubled back for me Rosebud from the 'Crete, you don't compare, you can't compete Send them members when it's war time, you better think retreat I'ma really die for all mine, I'ma pay the fine They in good hands like all-state, bet we all shine [Chorus] I'm tryna take this shit so far I done turned a dream to some cream in reality All the opposition, they caught belt with fatality Slowly losin' sanity Niggas wake up every day and pretend, live a fantasy Master P, Picasso, know my demons still chase after me I get high till I see Reese, I can't stop till I find peace Rule number one, it ain't no code in these streets Know that love will get you killed, better keep yo' eyes peeled

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Credits

Writers
  • Draft Day
  • TrapMoneyBenny
  • Sett (Producer)
  • Exile