SwaVay - Flowers lyrics

[Verse 1: Benjamin Starr] I can see stars aligning, I'm delighted The road is dark, and I'm driving, I float like Poseidon The views of the moon through the roof got the mood heightened With my Muse on the pa**enger side My hand on her thigh, and her hand on my trident Elohim in the seam of my jeans So whenever we f**, we do it righteously Cause ain't another n***a nice as me I'm God and the Monster, Pilate and the Rabbi The Triad, Yakuza and Mansa Musa I came to the game to get grain, in ancient ways I etch a phrase with a razor blade I'm like a god in the game, I'm ordained I made a name at the bar, like Bourdain I'm on the cak Rushmore, wearing crushed velour With 8 bars still stuck in my jaw These ain't raps these hand claps and tambourines The shouts from the altar, the pastor pa**es pa**ages The women scream Feels like Black Church, on the turf When I burst on the scene with the 1st CLASSIC Lemme craft it, and make it cinematic Can you picture dead silence?? Then the barrel of a gun blasting I drafted drafts and then I mastered crafts I raised the bar real high, and left a ma**ive tab You can't war with a n***a that's war-ready I'm already feigning, believe my artillery all heavy I'm dynamite, with short fuse The clock is set, you can bet that it don't snooze I'm betting it all, and you can call on God, or your squad In a standoff, n***a we won't lose So let me make one thing clear, you can document We are not the same, n***a we're opposites I am opulent, forever confident Much deserving of the compliments I am the entree and the condiments I brought the 'cak back to you n***as' consciousness I'm in the state of mind BIG and 2Pac was in So I ain't waiting til I'm gone for my monuments Gimme my flowers n***a! Hook: If you really love me, say it loud I got million dollar motives Gotta make my momma proud Gimme my flowers, n***a! Ain't too many n***as on my team If I said it, then I meant it Then I did it, best believe Gimme my flowers, n***a! I know you've been praying for the end of me I can see you ain't who you pretend to be, please Gimme my flowers, n***a! If you really love me, say it loud I got million dollar motives Tryna make my momma proud [Verse 2: Matt Monday] I'm Bob Marley if he made it to the year 85 Shabazz at the Audubon if they kept him alive Termination of the X, n***a do trust me In other words motherf**a I'm the new Chuck D Now, Now, I pull out my gun before I face the pastor Yelling f** every dream that you chasing after When they gentrified, it was simplified that ‘round here wasn't safe for laughter now Down here where they spit tobacca' Black man life ain't even a factor Between the KKK and the cops every day All young boys get turned to Casper (yeah) Before that time can I get mine, let me shine If I go today, sing my songs say em line for line Don't wait to tell me that you love me When I can't feel it, take your time Doing damage since 2009, I deserve a shrine yeah b**h I avoided the powder Now n***as typing my name in their browser From the city where they see us devoured Took that b**h over in 24 hours f** all you liars I see the doubters f** all you cowards f** all the powers This sh** is ours Say that sh** louder Booming like Bowser, Gimme my flowers Gimme my flowers n***a! Hook: If you really love me, say it loud I got million dollar motives Gotta make my momma proud Gimme my flowers, n***a! Ain't too many n***as on my team If I said it, then I meant it Then I did it, best believe Gimme my flowers, n***a! I know you've been praying for the end of me I can see you ain't who you pretend to be, please Gimme my flowers, n***a! If you really love me, say it loud I got million dollar motives Tryna make my momma proud Gimme my flowers [repeat 4x]