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the flowers - greg enemy lyrics

one for the money, nothing for these hoes
two for my señoritas in the front row
three for my n-ggas, you already know
four for the flow, like the head here go

one for the money, nothing for these hoes
two for my mademoiselles in the front row
three for my n-ggas, you already know
four for the flow, let the motherf-cker [?]

[verse 1]
with little introduction, straight to the demonstration
elevate the culture, showing you my cultivation
the raw elements, beautiful black soul
that pure excellence, that’s how i let it grow
rose petal flow powdered into subtlety
showered under my reign, bathed in it comfortably
glad that you arrived, y’all good company
and hope to see you smile, that’s true luxury
here to challenge what you consider talent is
caution to the wind, sn-tching out your training wheels
and push you down the hill, better get your balance
and notice these surroundings, better than you imagined
yeah, that forward motion got you noticing the pattern
you feel a breeze at the speed that we travel
let that pedal be your mind, but if ever you’re inclined
make sure you take yo time to stop, and smell the flowers

[hook 2x]
roll down the window, feel that breeze
ain’t a lot of n-ggas doing things like me
shine brighter than a sunlight ray
take it all in, while i do my thing

[verse 2]
with each breath i cheat death, so each step
leaves a deep footprint, i don’t take weak steps
born ready, hold steady on your mark and set
swan-dive from up high, y’all get y’all feet wet
young, black, and gifted, still talk that sl!ck sh-t
and what i sketch is a real clear depiction
a still water that i’m tryna reflect, uhuh
i’m still swimming and i ain’t sank yet
and even when idle days bring tidal waves
i don’t lay by the sh0r-, but be tryna surf ’em
eye of the storm, cold gaze never seemed to rattle my cage
i straight boogie-ball right up to the surface never point blank range
sharpshooting moving targets out the terrace
on the roof, sniper position, peep the rightful position
never turn out lights, whenever i leave the room
i always got the power, wake up and smell the flowers

[hook 2x]
roll down the window, feel that breeze
ain’t a lot of n-ggas doing things like me
shine brighter than a sunlight ray
take it all in, while i do my thing

- greg enemy lyrics

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