Logic, Juicy J - Flowers

Mhm, yes, sir Came a long way from movin' tapes out the trunk This game ain't give me shit for free, I had to take what I want Then I put on for my city, I gave the streets what they needed I went and got me some millions, then I gave back to my people Whole team full of shooters ready to ride like the MATA bus What people think of me, sorry, that never mattered much Let's go get paid, partner, let's go get money, mane We line them Phantoms back to back, call that a money train Still reppin' Three 6, still reppin' Taylor Gang I'm just a real nigga, you wish you could say the same If I was as lame as you, I would jump off a bridge My heart is cold as the pints of promethazine in my fridge One time for Gangsta Boo, damn, I'm gon' miss you, girl No matter what we been through, you know that my love is real I'm just gon' keep it pimpin', you still the queen of Memphis Chat need her flowers too, girl, you know you a livin' legend Ain't playin', no quittin', I only know how to win I know I made me a fortune, but I lost so many friends I know my mama smilin' at me from Heaven Told me, "Baby, don't let up, they can't catch up 'til you let 'em" And you know I can't let 'em, even for a few seconds Tried to help all 'em ungrateful niggas, I learned my lesson Nothin' but gorgeous women, the Ace of Spades in my section My bodyguard Danny Glover, got that lethal weapon I'm in here like Pooh Shiesty, fire on me, don't try me We will get on your ass as fast as bolt of lightnin' Made a couple more dollars from slangin' that bottled water What I get from them samples gon' put my babies through college Rollin' up chronic fog, I'm gettin' high as a rocket On the phone with my accountant, let's go buy the Houston Rockets 'Nother couple more M's every single time I sign my name in cursive And I still ain't spent a penny from that check I got from Verzuz