Gold Roses (Payne Mix)

[Intro]
Uh, you know this shit just dropped
This that Ross and Drake shit, right?!
Well, it's now that Payne shit
Blood On My Chainsaw, EIMG nigga
Ain't no beat safe
Watch this shit, uh

[Verse]
Park the Bentley and spark the spliff
Ain't no 360 with Benny, we got a partnership, nigga
Big business, the billionaire starter kit
6'2", over 200 pounds, I'm hard to miss
I'm straight to the money
I need at least a quarter million for Facial and Sunnie
Envy is not a pretty thing, it's blatantly ugly
Bad Boy for over 20 years, I'm related to Puffy
All the ladies they love me
Now listen, I'm so focused, there's no choice
I need gold roses, rose gold in a Rolls Royce
This for those in the slums with no voice
Lord have mercy, my haters is thirsty, them hoes moist
Aqua (?) flow
Diamonds dance on that Gucci link
Look how they bling and glow
I don't care what you groupies think, I let my demons go
Yeah, they cute but they coochie stink, so they free to go
That's all you need to know
Ayo, I'm tryin' to travel my road to riches
And build my own Roc-A-Fella, Jehovah's my witness
I got a story that should truly be told in the scriptures
These niggas frontin' for the 'Gram and posin' for pictures
We are not the same
They don't know if I'm shootin'
Or fire comin' out my hands, bitch, I'm Doctor Strange
Stay on the other side, this is not ya lane
We don't kick it with niggas, this ain't a soccer game
Murder everybody, shit, I maybe steel
I'm not ya regular rapper, I need a label deal
Prime time, it's the footage to raise ya cable bill
I'm supersonic, I swear that's how Gary Payton feel
I quit the weed just to elevate
I ain't smokin' until there's somethin' to celebrate
I need that Maybach money, Roc-A-Fella cake
Many tried to front on the God, fuck it, I tell 'em hate

[Outro]
It's Payne
One thing you can't do is deny the talent
One of the greatest on the motherfuckin' planet
EIMG, Educated Ignorance Music Group
Game over nigga
Blood On My Chainsaw