Roses (Prelude)

This shit feel like;
Back when we was close..
Way back before I seen the-
Back of the ghost-
Back when we go to dinner and I eat before to make sure I had enough for us both

Young kid working all summer broke
Except I wasn’t working in the summer..
I was working on the come-up
Tryna get like Don Quan and them
Like "I’m here mudda fucka”!

Now she like: “Where you been madda fucka!?
You too good for us?
Is that what you think madda fucka?”
I hate to see you in the club when you got school in the mornin’

School in the mornin’
You probably missin' what you lost
So you lookin' for it
You lookin' for it

And thats probably why you’re still searching
You been in the club, I been workin’
Finally got this girl, I been working on it
I never did it on purpose

Never been the type for no back up plan
Never been the type to rehearse it
If you got a plan c it ain’t worth it
Fuck, you got a Plan B in the mornin'

I got tours comin’, bars comin’
New crib! A war is comin’
Been investing in our lady
Real talk; Them hoes love me

Lately no pain will take me to when I was hopeless
I would take my last 20$ and get a dozen roses
And you forget 'em at times
Without the water they die

Shoulda seen that as a sign
When you too close you go blind
Who woulda known at the time
That that was our lifeline
Cous I thought it would burn as soon as the roses went dry

For every petal that drop, that’s every time I would try;
Still I would show up at dinner, You’d pick a place and a time; maybe a shirt and a tie? Give madda five for the ride
And end up waiting with some roses outside