Roses - Casey Veggies

Mind racing, steady chasing, what yo life like?

Riding in that new shit you’d probably try to side swipe

From the city where they call them fades on sight

Pull me over got my rights, got some girls for the night

Real niggas for life, get your grip, run that strip

Only 1% don’t own our shit, get focused man

Mama from the ghetto, so she know how to settle

Told her when I get on that something that she gone have to let go

Looking in the mirror like Casey «what should you write»?

Look her right up in her eyes like you should prolly spend the night

Her legs and chest, manifest my little stress

Young boss kiddo, please don’t mess with no middle man

Sky so blue, ride so green, money run everything, learn that for Free

They call me young C might pull up in a V

You would go out and get it if you knew what you could be

Flip that O, get that dough, it’s a mental plan

Young niggas is making grands, everybody waving hands

Everybody waving hands, I said everybody waving hands

So inspiring, like love that expired

And them drugs they acquired to fulfill certain desires

I’m rolling till the tires off, hoping I can fight it off

Scoping through an opening, trying to take it to a better spot

I’m something like, when you come from nothing with that hustling

My chick bad, ass look like muffins out the oven

Girl, better show me something it ain’t up for no discussion

And if she did it, for really, I’m still gon' hit it

Eventually, all we need, good vibes and energy

She trying to rule, but I don’t give her an inch of me

Peas and carrots get money the green infantry

Rose on the beat and I rose from beneath yo

Sky so blue, ride so green, money run everything, learn that for Free

They call me young C might pull up in a V

You would go out and get it if you knew what you could be

Flip that O, get that dough, it’s a mental plan

Young niggas is making grands, everybody waving hands

Everybody waving hands, I said everybody waving hands

You see them girls watching, everything popping

Told that chick sit back, look at all my dreams prosper

Way she act like she don’t want it, man

She should win an Oscar

I should win an Emmy every episode I’m swimming

Wassup, how you doing?

Wave your hands for this boy

That’s on some new shit, swag so intrusive

Jabs so abusive, dreams so elusive

(and it was an illusion)

Sky so blue, ride so green, money run everything, learn that for Free

They call me young C might pull up in a V

You would go out and get it if you knew what you could be

Flip that O, get that dough, it’s a mental plan

Young niggas is making grands, everybody waving hands

Everybody waving hands, I said everybody waving hands