Rose up in the trash now tell me what ya life like
Chrome up in the stash now I hold the Bible tight
Lessons out dat class I learned life teach it right
Slow before ya crash now that sound good in hindsight
My queen the baddest she ain't ratchet but she bougie
Situation we done got ourselves is a doozy
Issa good thing I be choosy
On God I'm winning not losing
Don't be stupid
Cause bout the kid she get to popping at ya noggin
Got it locked in hope we in it to the coffin
Either way I proceed with caution
I be feeling boxed in and my mind ain't at ease with the talking
Regardless, would you rather the trash or the rose
The gag is can't have 1 without both
Lil shawty done changed up my habits
Savage turned bandit but she came with the baggage
Now I'm a bandit turned business
Workin the business shifted 2 4 hour fitness
Big pocket protein that's a gymnast
My free time getting too expensive
Took her outta this predicament the perfect gentleman
Her mood swinging like a pendulum
Not use to this but if it's war I was taught to move militant
Innocent intentions read as malicious
On the day to day I'm met with the friction
I'ma fiend tho this shits an addiction I proceed to beat it it up nonfiction
Rose up in the trash now tell me what ya life like
Chrome up in the stash now I hold the Bible tight
Lessons out dat class I learned life teach it right
Slow before ya crash now that sound good in hindsight
Vibin' at the party Tom Clancy with debauchery
I be plumbing all kinds putting pipe in her esophagus
I can't trust no hoe but that shit not a flaw to me
I be in her throat I Ricola while she topping me
350 Benz I don't pull it out to flex the engine
Exo Lancer I speed 12 do the chasing
New bitch new pink slip she dripping like her wrist slit
Dancing on the pipe she Alladin for the street shit (Gang Gang)
Underdog ain't no misogynist but I know when she wanna rub on me and gargle me
I know if I'm a star she gone study my astronomy
I ain't Clark Kent but I'm the hardest nigga in these dockers
In the class see a baddie web her like I'm Peter Parker (Peter)
Believe me baby I'm a pro I'm just sorta awkward...
Dark room loud music hear the speakers rumble
AKA undercover done slid and got her number
Bad bitch nails painted from the Fort of Lauder (Lauderdale)
Killed the pink with a side of greens I just slaughtered someone daughter (I did)
Silent Money - Roses Lyrics
Silent Money - Roses Lyrics
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Rose up in the trash now tell me what ya life like
Chrome up in the stash now I hold the Bible tight
Lessons out dat class I learned life teach it right
Slow before ya crash now that sound good in hindsight
My queen the baddest she ain't ratchet but she bougie
Situation we done got ourselves is a doozy
Issa good thing I be choosy
On God I'm winning not losing
Don't be stupid
Cause bout the kid she get to popping at ya noggin
Got it locked in hope we in it to the coffin
Either way I proceed with caution
I be feeling boxed in and my mind ain't at ease with the talking
Regardless, would you rather the trash or the rose
The gag is can't have 1 without both
Lil shawty done changed up my habits
Savage turned bandit but she came with the baggage
Now I'm a bandit turned business
Workin the business shifted 2 4 hour fitness
Big pocket protein that's a gymnast
My free time getting too expensive
Took her outta this predicament the perfect gentleman
Her mood swinging like a pendulum
Not use to this but if it's war I was taught to move militant
Innocent intentions read as malicious
On the day to day I'm met with the friction
I'ma fiend tho this shits an addiction I proceed to beat it it up nonfiction
Rose up in the trash now tell me what ya life like
Chrome up in the stash now I hold the Bible tight
Lessons out dat class I learned life teach it right
Slow before ya crash now that sound good in hindsight
Vibin' at the party Tom Clancy with debauchery
I be plumbing all kinds putting pipe in her esophagus
I can't trust no hoe but that shit not a flaw to me
I be in her throat I Ricola while she topping me
350 Benz I don't pull it out to flex the engine
Exo Lancer I speed 12 do the chasing
New bitch new pink slip she dripping like her wrist slit
Dancing on the pipe she Alladin for the street shit (Gang Gang)
Underdog ain't no misogynist but I know when she wanna rub on me and gargle me
I know if I'm a star she gone study my astronomy
I ain't Clark Kent but I'm the hardest nigga in these dockers
In the class see a baddie web her like I'm Peter Parker (Peter)
Believe me baby I'm a pro I'm just sorta awkward...
Dark room loud music hear the speakers rumble
AKA undercover done slid and got her number
Bad bitch nails painted from the Fort of Lauder (Lauderdale)
Killed the pink with a side of greens I just slaughtered someone daughter (I did)
Chrome up in the stash now I hold the Bible tight
Lessons out dat class I learned life teach it right
Slow before ya crash now that sound good in hindsight
My queen the baddest she ain't ratchet but she bougie
Situation we done got ourselves is a doozy
Issa good thing I be choosy
On God I'm winning not losing
Don't be stupid
Cause bout the kid she get to popping at ya noggin
Got it locked in hope we in it to the coffin
Either way I proceed with caution
I be feeling boxed in and my mind ain't at ease with the talking
Regardless, would you rather the trash or the rose
The gag is can't have 1 without both
Lil shawty done changed up my habits
Savage turned bandit but she came with the baggage
Now I'm a bandit turned business
Workin the business shifted 2 4 hour fitness
Big pocket protein that's a gymnast
My free time getting too expensive
Took her outta this predicament the perfect gentleman
Her mood swinging like a pendulum
Not use to this but if it's war I was taught to move militant
Innocent intentions read as malicious
On the day to day I'm met with the friction
I'ma fiend tho this shits an addiction I proceed to beat it it up nonfiction
Rose up in the trash now tell me what ya life like
Chrome up in the stash now I hold the Bible tight
Lessons out dat class I learned life teach it right
Slow before ya crash now that sound good in hindsight
Vibin' at the party Tom Clancy with debauchery
I be plumbing all kinds putting pipe in her esophagus
I can't trust no hoe but that shit not a flaw to me
I be in her throat I Ricola while she topping me
350 Benz I don't pull it out to flex the engine
Exo Lancer I speed 12 do the chasing
New bitch new pink slip she dripping like her wrist slit
Dancing on the pipe she Alladin for the street shit (Gang Gang)
Underdog ain't no misogynist but I know when she wanna rub on me and gargle me
I know if I'm a star she gone study my astronomy
I ain't Clark Kent but I'm the hardest nigga in these dockers
In the class see a baddie web her like I'm Peter Parker (Peter)
Believe me baby I'm a pro I'm just sorta awkward...
Dark room loud music hear the speakers rumble
AKA undercover done slid and got her number
Bad bitch nails painted from the Fort of Lauder (Lauderdale)
Killed the pink with a side of greens I just slaughtered someone daughter (I did)
Writer: Isaiah Thomas, Steven Riley
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid