Khrystal - Her Rose Lyrics

Where you at
You don't rap no more
You don't stack no dough
You ain't clapped on folks
You ain't at no shows
You ain't on the road
Your demand on low
Instagram on ghost
Oh y'all thought I'd fold
My doors all closed
And lost my flow
And faked this growth
Like y'all fake y'all rhymes
And y'all fake y'all likes
In your ghost wrote days
And your ghost wrote lives
I wish y'all stopped
And caught a grip
Preying on my downfall ain't gon make me slip
Life alert on my hip
I like shrimp in my grits
All the real niggas hip
Y'all know WYCO I rep
If you thought that I quit
Your wish ain't granted
I'm real 'bout this shit
Cause this ain't no hobby
Go wild on them drums
Like Whitney and Bobby
Like Ye on that stage stood up for Beyonce
And all of you wierdos get away from me
Your moves looking slimy
Grimy
Confidence looking real flimsy
Whimsy-call want her dreams back
Cause your dreams wack
Told myself that I would let it go
Told myself that I wouldn't hang on
You are what be buggin' me the most
Niggas hating cause they ain't got goals
Told myself that I would let it go
Told myself that I wouldn't hang on
Ain't no time to worry 'bout the trolls
Busy watering my concrete rose