Scritchmatic - Black Roses Lyrics

When things go wrong, i thank God for what He about to do
Always see the brighter side, my cup half full of 1942 and ace
Ooh what a ride
He compared his self to me they he's gonna die
See i get on a killin spree when i get on this mic
Like MJ vs Latrell
If you know me this is Katrell
But no middle man
No second fiddle man
In the back of KC like im hittin Karen Civil man
South side, how high do you wanna get
I got biggest loogie ready nigga if you wanna spit
I need legit proof that my pen ain't legit
So Until that day my boy, i prolly still won't quit
And I can't do the chatter if ain't about cheddar
Me and Trill sit for hours plottin on new endeavors
Me and Wayne plottin too on how to capitalize these letters
I keep it lite like 3 feathers
Or hot like 3 sweaters
Nobody better
South beach Scritch, take a look at me now
Nayvadius on the top floor, young nigga stand out
My money grow from trees watch how i branch out
Open bar, 4 seasons
Watch the night pan out
Gettin drunker as the sunset
And it wadnt even one yet
But i was seein two
Tryna have 3some...
And for my 5ives... throw ya b's up...
We up without a re up
You the type nigga that's gon be homeless when yo lease up
I'm workin on gettin money wit homies while my feet up
It's like i love radishes the way i tear these beats up
Dusee in a tea cup
You fruit cakes don't need luck
More like LOVE and a miracle
Stop listenin rap all day, get spiritual
Call yo grandma, she'd love to hear from you
I'm here to take ya BUZZZ, like a nigga stole yo a beer from you
Makin Def Jams, take ya ears from you
These other niggas may fold but me, i stay Gold... yea