Roses (Prelude)

This shit feel like; Back when we was close.. Way back before I seen the- Back of the ghost- Back when we go to dinner and I eat before to make sure I had enough for us both Young kid working all summer broke Except I wasn’t working in the summer.. I was working on the come-up Tryna get like Don Quan and them Like "I’m here mudda fucka”! Now she like: “Where you been madda fucka!? You too good for us? Is that what you think madda fucka?” I hate to see you in the club when you got school in the mornin’ School in the mornin’ You probably missin' what you lost So you lookin' for it You lookin' for it And thats probably why you’re still searching You been in the club, I been workin’ Finally got this girl, I been working on it I never did it on purpose Never been the type for no back up plan Never been the type to rehearse it If you got a plan c it ain’t worth it Fuck, you got a Plan B in the mornin' I got tours comin’, bars comin’ New crib! A war is comin’ Been investing in our lady Real talk; Them hoes love me Lately no pain will take me to when I was hopeless I would take my last 20$ and get a dozen roses And you forget 'em at times Without the water they die Shoulda seen that as a sign When you too close you go blind Who woulda known at the time That that was our lifeline Cous I thought it would burn as soon as the roses went dry For every petal that drop, that’s every time I would try; Still I would show up at dinner, You’d pick a place and a time; maybe a shirt and a tie? Give madda five for the ride And end up waiting with some roses outside