Lyrics Flowers - Hardknock
Standing
in
tha
the
fire
two
heaters
unleash
the
demon
on
em
They
cravin
beef
like
a
vegan
cuz
I'm
too
seasoned
for
em
Speak
to
the
soul
when
I'm
kickin
shit
like
them
yeezy
sneakers
Hung
wit
sum
niggas
that
cross
me
should
cop
sum
Jesus
pieces
I'm
just
a
rose
from
tha
concrete
where
ain't
no
pretty
flowers
Cuz
wasn't
shit
pretty
bout
it
ain't
slept
in
50
hours
That
50
give
em
power
tha
choppa
tall
as
mini
me
I
guess
I'm
Austin
powers
Get
chips
like
salt
and
sour
I
swear
my
flow
is
like
kareem
mixed
wit
Shaq
and
dream
The
blicka
squeeze
ya
noodles
oozin
out
like
chips
wit
cheese
Used
to
shoot
shots
at
a
thotie
that
told
nigga
please
Now
she
got
cancer
that
kemo
got
her
like
mr
clean
Khole
wit
the
tommie
bring
Martin
payne
when
I
fan
niggas
Two
blicks
yo
samite
Sam
sprayin
like
Pam
nigga
Fuck
wat
u
talkin
bout
I'm
runnin
up
Then
shoot
in
seconds
like
a
runner
up
Watch
watch
who
u
comin
fa
Still
til
this
day
them
niggas
pray
i
lose
I'm
just
trappin
tryna
get
my
baby
shoes
Money
long
member
shit
was
shorter
tha
sum
daisy
dukes
Older
Nigga
showed
me
bout
what
whipping
this
Caucasian
do
Let
80
shoot
bullets
in
the
stick
tha
size
of
baby
Ruth's
I
grew
up
off
loyalty
where
niggas
don't
play
by
the
rules
They
just
tryna
make
a
name
u
try
me
u
gon
make
the
news
I
was
in
tha
buildin
tryna
t
up
off
a
8 of
move
Sellin
d
for
two
for
ones
cuz
I
was
turnin
one
to
two
Member
shit
wasn't
comin
through
We
busy
slidin
bullets
burn
yo
neck
like
100proof
got
bitches
throwin
alley
oops
Automatic
shoot
and
knock
tha
windows
out
yo
subaru
And
now
them
pretty
flowers
at
yo
funeral
Nigga
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