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Flowers Video (MV)




Performed By: Hardknock
Length: 2:09
Written by: DeShaun Carpenter




Hardknock - Flowers Lyrics
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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
F*ck 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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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
F*ck 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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Writer: DeShaun Carpenter
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