Songtexte Red Rose White Ceiling_BLUE - REASON

Yeah, yeah
I done seen the whole globe from the hits I mold
How you knock my hustle when your shit got sold?
Cut my main bitch off when my wrist got froze, shit (On mama)
You can't walk my shoes, hard to fit my soles
See the whole world cheer when the rich got poor
Thinkin' not being broke is gon' fix your soul, shit

This my type, innit?
A lot of honesty whenever I start mic spillin'
Again and again like red rose, white ceilin'
I sharpen the pen to reach those that might listen
I'm hard to defend like fighting against a life sentence

'Cause of all the shit I seen made my sight different
I'm talking wrong place, but with the right villians
Sometimes my pride too heavy and still I try lift it
Knowin' I'ma fail
Talked to my nigga recently that's hold up in a cell
Lot of time and reflection 'cause his homies up in bail
Said he couldn't even blame 'em when they did it
They some story-ass niggas, he already knowin' they'll tell
Said, "Keep preaching to your people and I'm proud of you, nigga

And keep your grass cut and snakes from 'round you, nigga
You was lost in this shit, but you found that you in it"
Ayesha Curry, the way they talk down on a nigga
You can check my pronouns, I've been him all along
I done seen the whole globe from a couple hit songs
How you knock my hustle when your shit got sold?

Cut my main bitch off when my— ah, fuck it

Ayy, you can't walk my shoes, hard to fit my soles
Seen the whole world cheer when the rich got poor
Thinkin' not being broke is gon' fix your soul
Cut my day one off and I don't feel wronged, yeah

Woke up this morning and dropped my daughter off

Signed her in with the hand that can cut your water off
Time and time again, niggas act like they wear they mama drawers
Big panties, twenty-five cent candies, how can I forget Hemi?
On the other end of the phone when them niggas couldn't shit back then
Or toe tag me
Reminisce on faces, I was so happy
I survived, now them niggas turned to hoes, actually
It's funny how life go

This shit is a gamble, I feel the rush when the dice roll
Went from team ball to me callin' the iso
A nigga tell the truth and get clipped, Chris Paul, I get
How you can give this shit your all and it don't mean shit?
How they treat you like you smart 'til you stand on ten?
Fuck it, we can play it, though

I will not face defeat like it's dread toes, nigga

How can I stop winning?
When I could've been gone, nigga, not livin'
I got to do this shit again, bitch, I'm not kiddin'

My real life like red rose, white ceilin', ayy
Y'all think this shit a game, dog
Y'all wanna ride a coattail, I went and made a name, though
I went and paid my dues, dog, and didn't ask for change

They knew I was good for it, bitch, you know my name

Cash

Yeah, I done seen the whole globe from the hits I mold
How you knock my hustle when your shit got sold?
Cut my main bitch off when my wrist got froze, shit
You can't walk my shoes, hard to fit my soles
Seen the whole world cheer when the rich got poor
Thinkin' not being broke is gon' fix your soul
Cut my day one off and I don't feel wronged, yeah