Flowers

[Chorus: Mir Blackwell]
I don't want your flowers, don't let them shits wilt away on my tombstone
I can't kid around with these boys, they know I'm too grown
All I ever needed was a beat for me to cruise on
Rollie came two tone from the vocals that's in Newtone

[Verse 1: Delta Deez]
I been working sixty hour weeks
Making time to write these verses, I don't know when I'mma sleep
But this bag is too important, I got goals I gotta reach
I ain't tripping 'bout my subs, I would do this shit for free
Off of love for the game, don't try to sully my name
The way that I was raised, disrespect get you punched in the face
Cloth, we not cut from the same, internet thugs think they safe
Put a green laser on my blick, when I'm drunk, I can aim
I sound like million dollar advances
When I was broke, hoes still opened for me like pamphlets, some of your favorite dancers
Now I got a wifey I rap about on some chance, shit
I used to sell the features for twenty, you had your chance then
Royalties look like a sugar mama, had spoil me
My bank account could pay for a house, I'm saving for lawyer fees
I might slap the taste out their mouth, know they avoiding Deez
I take their fans and make 'em all mine, displacing their loyalty

[Chorus: Mir Blackwell]
I don't want your flowers, don't let them shits wilt away on my tombstone
I can't kid around with these boys, they know I'm too grown
All I ever needed was a beat for me to cruise on
Rollie came two tone from the vocals that's in Newtone

[Verse 2: BlvkDivmonds]
Driving down eighth and market, windows tinted, so spark it
Ain't been home in a grip, but still an issue with parking
Center city looking like everything I would bargain
Now we out in Florida and Publix became the market
I'm just speaking my truths
Quiet on day to day, but never inside the booth
Niggas wanted my blood, but now, they call for a truce
Don't trust it, they bound to shoot, they wonder who in my circle, but always outta the Loop
My daughter just turned seven, she talking just like me, too
My shawty requires little, but maximum what I do
Been jumping from track to track and I'm taxing 'em when I do
I move solo, cause I'm always the Jackson inside the group
My faction do not defect, but it's crafting what we perfect
A bastard cause I'mma always bring blasters when I collect
The wiser in every room, and they bound to pay their respects
Little niggas talking prices on pounds, when I'm the connect

[Chorus: Mir Blackwell]
I don't want your flowers, don't let them shits wilt away on my tombstone
I can't kid around with these boys, they know I'm too grown
All I ever needed was a beat for me to cruise on
Rollie came two tone from the vocals that's in Newtone

[Verse 3: Mix Williams]
Pretty nigga from the cliff, been rapping for 'bout a decade
Tryna make it to the league, missing shots, but that's how the games played
Making fools out my doubters, got no need for your flowers
I put in ten thousand hours, I'm focused on tryna get paid
Niggas think this shit fall in their lap if they got talent
Reality gon' smack you in the mouth and cleanse the pallet
I'm here to shake up the game, niggas shake in your boots
They been waiting for me to lose, they surprised when we never do
Shit, I'm tired of paying my due's, features at half the value
Y'all get praise for how you rap, when it's clear that you don't know how to
It's like I'm known by the GOATs, but not a GOAT on my own
I got a little momentum, now peoples calling my phone
I been to hell and back, shit, I can show you receipts
Now I got niggas paying racks to get Mix Williams on the beat
See, I don't need nobody's validation
You can talk about no fucking tier list if I'm not in the conversation, nigga

[Chorus: Mir Blackwell]
I don't want your flowers, don't let them shits wilt away on my tombstone
I can't kid around with these boys, they know I'm too grown
All I ever needed was a beat for me to cruise on
Rollie came two tone from the vocals that's in Newtone

[Verse 4: Mir Blackwell]
Homie, I'mma be late for work, had to go retake the verse
They worried 'bout my paperwork, I'm on that pen and paper work
Never seen stop as an option, I'm finna make it work
Got some sons in the game that we play in, I had to labor first
I lay the verse, they get the AMV, then we wait and see
If niggas listening to my cussing, can come relate to me
See a couple agents tryna sneak into my agency
It's wine, the way I'm aging, pray this angel never taking me
I got big dreams, little audience bumping all of it
I'm venting all my thoughts, and every week, we gon' talk again
Therapy in the booth, it's a one on one when I'm walking in
Stop with the hesitation and crossed over the marketing
Kept my pace in this race, try to catch up, I'm way too far from them
Niggas entered the game, it's way different from when we started in
Collectives were a family whether we eating or starving 'em
Seen niggas switch for clout, I can never give up my art for them