Cliche'

Who knew from the concrete a flower would grow
From the streets Ima show you how far we can go
If it wasn't for Jeffery I probably wouldn't know
Still searching for a pot of gold
I seen the sun rise early
Moon set late
Trying save you from yourself but it was too late
Looking in the mirror everyone can't be saved
Saw death so many times it's starting to get cliche

Somehow I wound up in your head can't be coincidental
Come thru and fuck you crazy girl
But don't get sentimental
I got stripes like a bengal keep that shit official
Swallow your pride and maybe you can grow a little
Looking at the stars we gone ball one day
When the time right maybe you'll be mine one day
Hopefully you'll be there when I fall your way
Heart made of pure gold don't spend it all in one place

Who knew from the concrete a flower would grow
From the streets Ima show you how far we can go
If it wasn't for Jeffery I probably wouldn't know
Still searching for a pot of gold
I seen the sun rise early
Moon set late
Trying save you from yourself but it was too late
Looking in the mirror everyone can't be saved
Saw death so many times it's starting to get cliche

Heaven or Hell nigga don't make me choose
Going against me
You know you gone lose
I am a bachelor but ain't finish school
Really they ain't of my caliber I keep a tool
Really too fragile gone break them in two
Goddess inside of my bed got her calling me Zeus
Tell me she love me I know it ain't true
Tell her I love her get caught in the mood
Blame on the Henny been sipping the juice
In the back of the back point her toes to the moon
Blunts to the face then I'm back on the move
Call a play on the Ops
Like its 4th and a few
Ready or not we come in the troops
Tell me your size I can get you a boot
Don't be ashamed what that boot make you do
I got this flow out the fountain of youth
Lord if this my last breathe
Can't keep it to myself
Especially when it feel like fresh air
Really feel the burn when you in hell
From the concrete grew a garden bet u probably never tell
I'm just SEED
Gone bust up out my shell

Who knew from the concrete a flower would grow
From the streets Ima show you how far we can go
If it wasn't for Jeffery I probably wouldn't know
Still searching for a pot of gold
I seen the sun rise early
Moon set late
Trying save you from yourself but it was too late
Looking in the mirror everyone can't be saved
Saw death so many times it's starting to get cliche