Crown Me

[Verse 1: Cozmo]
Yeah you know me, I’m low key- but still approachable
You could hear it in my vocals, every line’s a quotable
Late night, baggin’ up work inside the Marriott
Gettin’ guap in the same city where they buried Pac
Last year I lost a lot, now my vision clear
Haters wanna see me disappear so my pistol near
Ask around, I’m still the same one from day one
You ain’t a G if you ain’t good where you came from
Still strapped just in case they try killin’ me
If you ain’t a asset, you just a liability
You could search, but you’ll never find a realer mе
Ran with killers, so I know just how real it be
Young Pacino, Don Fеrragamo
Closin’ deals, can’t talk if it ain’t mills in the convo
The plot thicken, now we properly livin’
And it’s crazy just to think we grew up poverty stricken
Man, we lost P and deep down that really fucked me up
Thinkin’ bout the days when we was young bucks comin’ up
I broke my momma heart with them dope sales
I still miss them good times and no Ls
I had hoop dreams that didn’t go well
Instead I’m trappin’ outta hotels with work for wholesale
And to this day I never gave a hour to the feds
It’s a shame I’ll probably never get my flowers ‘til I’m dead

[Chorus: Goldiie]
Will they love me when I’m gone?
Will they crown me when I’ve won?
Will they leave my song unsung
‘Til my flowers turn to dust?

[Verse 2: Cozmo]
Yeah, yeah, uh
Sometimes I reminisce and play Marvin Gaye
Think about my old friends and how we parted ways
It was just growth, it wasn’t personal
I just want that mansion with the perfect view
So many broken promises
Where I’m from, you give your word you gotta honor it
But nowadays it’s like they don’t know what honor is
That’s why I keep the ganja lit
Lookin’ at my wall I’m finally proud of my accomplishments
I’m just tryna live to see the next day
Couple hundred Ps, ridin’ dirty down the expressway
My chain glowin’ courtesy of Killa Ink
They play the quiet role but’ll kill you quick as you blink
I learned young if you dream it you can obtain it
And when the love is real you can’t explain it
I broke my momma heart with them dope sales
I still miss them good times and no Ls
I had hoop dreams that didn’t go well
Instead I’m trappin’ outta hotels with work for wholesale
And to this day I never gave a hour to the feds
It’s a shame I’ll probably never get my flowers ‘til I’m dead

[Chorus: Goldiie]
Will they love me when I’m gone?
Will they crown me when I’ve won?
Will they leave my song unsung
‘Til my flowers turn to dust?