paroles de chanson Roses - KD the Poet

It'd be a lie to say
I think I'll die with no regrets
Prolly wouldn't take the time for granted
If we knew what's left
Trynna stay true to fans
And simultaneously myself
They ain't ask how I been feeling
Or about my mental health
They just ask about my album
Probably be a cry for help
Disguised as my greatest hits
Why my friends can never tell
Even my closest ones
Think I'm the chosen one
And feel I don't need help
Fixing the shit I'm broken from
But still holding up whole lot of death
Whole lot of grieving then watch 'em repeat it
Could've did more than break into stores
That don't make us even
Fuck the police it's been a lot of beefing
Guess that's the price of peace
My people blood inside the streets
And I don't mean a drop
I mean enough to make the block a slip-n-slide
When color ain't supposed to matter
Sometimes you forget to hide
Wouldn't change it
But I wish I knew that I'd be penalized
Fuck it in life sometimes you gotta improvise 'cause

One day our days gone end just be ready to go
Some of the boys turn to men
Some ain't making it old
I used to pray that mama lived
She prayed that I make it home
Fuck how you feel bout the world
Go and take it it's yours
And for days on end I don't speak to a soul
Some of my niggas understand
Some of them taking it wrong
Don't feel the love when you here
They gone hate when you gone
If you got roses for a nigga
Just don't wait till tomorrow

'Cause it ain't promised
Why niggas act surprised
Like we ain't out here dying
Every time I scroll the timeline I'm reminded
Just how short this shit can be
In search of something better find it
All we know is it's gone end
We aint get warned about the timing
So I'm moving cautious praying for more gains
And fewer losses hold the people that I love
A little tighter and more often
If I love you but been distant I'm sorry
Devil trynna shake my spirit lately
I been busy shaking him off me
We seen a lot but we strong as shit
Need it all not just part of it
Scared to say how many times
A nigga wanted to call it quits
If we want it it's ours to get
Bent some corners and hopped the fence
Point being can't name a time
None of these obstacles stopped the shit
And it never will 'cause I can't be a victim
Know I could don't wanna have to be the type
That gotta blame the system
But they ain't rven reading rights
Just pulling up with pistols
Hashtags only last so long my nigga
So do paid suspensions
They just want us to forget it

One day our days gone end just be ready to go
Some of the boys turn to men
Some ain't making it old
I used to pray that mama lived
She prayed that I make it home
Fuck how you feel bout the world
Go and take it it's yours
And for days on end I don't speak to a soul
Some of my niggas understand
Some of them taking it wrong
Don't feel the love when you here
They gone hate when you gone
If you got roses for a nigga
Just don't wait till tomorrow