Roses lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
(Ooh, Jony)
DBE
You can get Suave to shoot you a video in the kitchen
You can get Prince to mix your sh*t
Still ain't us
Ski, ski

[Verse]
Married this queen and I told her delete all her socials, this ain't for no clout (Real life)
I said it's normal in life and it's scary to trust and it's natural to doubt
I sent a message through C to my n*gga to put the green light on them clowns
There's something special 'bout you 'cause you're cooling me down and you're hearing me out
And I tell my plug that it's all there, you know, man, you ain't gotta count
I knew we was moving heavy, my worker got scared when he saw thе amount
Bro, you can act to the women, but not the rеal n*ggas, we know you're a clown
Man, I was broke, me and T in the bando, said we'll figure it out
Yeah, who got the whole UK doing lean? Who got the whole UK doing E's?
Everybody wanna be independent, who got the whole UK saying, "Ski?"
I hid the A40 64GPs, one little Samsung filled up with fiends
Free the big, big, big homie T
Always wanted to be big homie B
I feel we're rich really
When what? When I look at my Rich Mille
Yeah, I tell her, "Dine with me"
Just me, couple killers, and nine millies
Yeah, they all revising me
It's plain as day, man, the blind can see (Yeah)
(It's plain as day, man, the blind can see)
Yeah, I'm talking money, what's the quote?
I'm talking power, I know Ghost
They talking bodies, ain't got ghosts
Big cars, they all got ghost
Nine in the morning, breakfast with the plug, caviar up on his toast
One stamp was Audi, one was Rolls
Just spent two hundred euros on some roses
Fifty thousand into cryptos this year, Zak said a milli' in liquid
I'ma fund this war until it's finished
Even send them shooters when it's finished
Yeah, three or four months, n*ggas cannot hit their block 'cause they hide like some b*tches
I'm just living life with my lil' lady, get n*ggas filled with shells, forget description
Yeah, I said, "Mum, we got an issue"
Sit down, you might need a tissue
Been that same issue for a minute
How the f*ck are you alive, but I miss you?
Neighbours, they want me to get out the house, but I paid straight cash, so I'm here
If I was broke, still a real-ionare
My n*ggas the realest in here
GRM Daily Rated Awards, we had the wap in the car
Three months later, my little young buck went jail for the M in the car
Ain't no telling him, it's corona in UK, I'm spending in Marbs
These n*ggas feminine, they discuss me and LB, I hope they wear bras
[Outro]
We, like, four or five years deep
Been hot, still hot
Yeah
Gotta look at the time
Sit back, gotta look at my wife
I'm in the cab with two nines and a brick of the white
Real life
Yeah
Free the killer from the jail
I still send my killers mail
Send money to my killer's girl
If I was them, I'd kill as well
Yeah, yeah
Ski
Free the big homie T
Shoutout big homie D
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah