Lyrics FLOWERS - RYAN F*CKING JIN

Aged another year again, but mentally I been here
PRETTYBOY rapping on pop shit, I'm in my element
Are you prepared?
Everytime I go and talk shit, I just know that you might be scared
And they watching every move I make with caution, beware
How I'm aging slower than my maturity, how it's taking lower rates
To make my flowers come to me, it's so weird
Now I'm taking Boeings to the latest showings
And my thoughts are making art with levels
I could count this shit a career

Everyday I'm flowing, and my train of thought is going
If you don't catch the next stop, you might just miss the whole year
PRETTYBOY in motion, and I been making commotion
But behind the curtains, I been working on this bout a whole year
PRETTYBOY feeling like a lifestyle
Getting back the visuals, it felt just like the right kind
Type to take flight
Type to make my mama cry cause she made the high mind
PRETTYBOY shooting shots, don't call this a drive by

Aged another year again, but mentally I been here
PRETTYBOY rapping on pop shit, I'm in my element
Are you prepared?
Everytime I go and talk shit, I just know that you might be scared
And they watching every move I make with caution, beware
How I'm aging slower than my maturity, how it's taking lower rates
To make my flowers come to me, it's so weird
Now I'm taking Boeings to the latest showings
And my thoughts are making art with levels
I could count this shit a career
Aged another year again, but mentally I been here
PRETTYBOY rapping on pop shit, I'm in my element
Are you prepared?
Everytime I go and talk shit, I just know that you might be scared
And they watching every move I make with caution, beware
How I'm aging slower than my maturity, how it's taking lower rates
To make my flowers come to me, it's so weird
Now I'm taking Boeings to the latest showings
And my thoughts are making art with levels
I could count this shit a career

Your reactions all distractions
My combative nature makes the competition not a challenge
Shit, you know I'm backed by the great like the wall of China
Stanley Kubrick, you saw my shining
Can't be cupid, bitches want me raw like sushi
And they fond of the new me
Every bond I break, no chemistry
Every loss you take, I never see
Every shot I take not Hennessy
Every cost I make off melodies
Every God I pray to answer me
Every song might pay my salary
Every night I tell you that I

Aged another year again, but mentally I been here
PRETTYBOY rapping on pop shit, I'm in my element
Are you prepared?
Everytime I go and talk shit, I just know that you might be scared
And they watching every move I make with caution, beware
How I'm aging slower than my maturity, how it's taking lower rates
To make my flowers come to me, it's so weird
Now I'm taking Boeings to the latest showings
And my thoughts are making art with levels
I could count this shit a career