Pour Out a Bottle of Rose

[Hook] Pour out a bottle of Rose (x3) Cause you dead to me now Pour out a bottle of Rose (x3) Cause you dead to me now [Verse 1: Termanology] I can't wait to get rich and give you nothing I hope you starve to death, die spitting up blood And throw up your own heart in front of your grandmom I used to fuck with you but now I ain't involved I used to be foolish jump in front of a bullet for you Was the tunnel vision blocking my view All I think about now is my daughters And what school I'ma put 'em in So if I gotta shoot you I'ma do you in I be in the crib leanin' Henny life I got a shotty in front of my daughter's potty So if I gotta go hop up and blast Put you in the hospital up in the oxygen mask Then you gone baby I said you gone baby gone Put the heat to your bitch like a salon I catch you in my crib, you getting flipped on I'm spitting on your grave and it's getting pissed on [Hook] [Verse 2: Reks] Bitch-made, some niggas is fugaze Want a razor blade barber shop top, toupees Send your mom bouquets, talk shit to face All love two-faced behind back trying to act I don't need that dat, that's one hundred Confronted, son stunted, knew in his heart of hearts He ain't want it, haunted With the memories of friendships Turned long distance fuck yous Fuck you mean this mean war? Pour Rose, ta-ta to yesterdays You a slave, I'm a hustler Patience cause once I was Out to snap your melon back if we knuckle up Learn to buckle up, tell 'em kick rocks I'm somewhere overseas, you still stuck on the block Misery of your mirror's imagery Lurking on your grave Nothing you say means shit to me [Hook]