DenzelAy - Roses lyrics

[Verse 1] This goes out to all the b**hes, and the hoes You got one life to live, what you doing with yours? I been putting in work, I been doing my chores I'm tryng to strike you as a good guy, but you just striking a pose See my life as a Rose, cause I pedal like Derrick I'm weak in the knees at these thoughts that I cherish Live faithful, disgraceful, along with my merits It's clear, I don't get along with my parents, that's cool But I'm cool too, I just really need a new muse But these ticks make me do not want to talk Time is running off the clock, I just really need a new view [Hook] Where nothing is promised, stadium, coffin or office Losses or profits, your time is my time, these ours we clocking And nothing can stop us, if our mind straight Like a narrow path of gold, and if it wasn't for these flows I would eat off the street like my fork in the road Or just lay in the lot til' my coffin was towed [Verse 2] And this goes out to all the fam, and the homies You've been with me for time, but do you really know me? I'm not saying you don't, I'm just posing the question When sh** hits the fan, better search for a lesson Or newer ways to make a lasting impression Its pressure a**erting without interjection So I'm taking my life, and moving in newer directions You can't be complacent and lay as you wait for ascension I am the man with the weapons, using my mind to propel me I trust this sh** and it never will fail me I know that I can be great, if I keep this train of thought, nothing can ever derail me Trusting these tracks, while I'm tracking the tricks of the trade When in doubt, put the pen to the page but depending on the penalties faced I might have to put this sh** down, put the pen in the grave And engrave all the thoughts that I thought were forsaken If sh** goes my way, then I might have to take it When life gives you lemons you make lemonade Then you keep praying for the better days, yeah [Hook] Where nothing is promised, stadium, coffin or office Losses or profits, your time is my time, these ours we clocking And nothing can stop us, if our mind straight Like a narrow path of gold, and if it wasn't for these flows I would eat off the street like my fork in the road Or just lay in the lot til' my coffin was towed [Outro] When I die, I pray that nobody goes through my phone When I die, I pray that all my homies at my funeral When I die, I pray that all my problems walk through that door When I die, don't give my little cousin my ps4 When I die, I hope that my pa**ion could pull us together When I die, I pray the good times are what you remember When I die, bury my body in a bed of Roses When I die, bury my body in a bed of Roses like -