Flowers - Rexx Life Raj

Damn,

Mom, yeah

I thought you was never gone pick up

I gotta question: What’s the song, the song you used to sing in church:

I won’t complain?

Yeah, sing the song real quick

All of my good days

They out-weighed my bad days

And I won’t complain

That’s perfect, thank you

That’s really good

Ay, ain’t stoppin' blessings from a nigga that deserve it

Ain’t stoppin' blessings from a nigga who been workin'

They won’t stop your blessings when you been moving with a purpose

I see through your ego like a shell

You looking more ninja turtle

Michelangelo head-ass, don’t put your value inside a dollar

Really how the bread last?

I went broke taking squad around the world, a beautiful jet-lag

She’ll tell 'em how we lost our bags in Barcelona

Now we don’t f**k with checked bags

I guess it’s a growing pain

Another verse wrote down and put with the doorways

Ask Gabbie how I deal with emotion

This feel like the only way

A couple lines on a lonely page

Feel hella good just to let it out nigga

I ain’t been catnamed and picking up 'cause I’m stressed out nigga

These words come to me through the clouds

I ain’t a clout nigga

I do not sit around and wait, I figure it out nigga

I got this dark skin looking gold, I love how they doubt niggas

While we mile high in the sky, yeah, and looking down nigga (Yeah)

Niggas been movin' up (Hey)

We don’t need no downers

I just been feelin' alive (Hey)

Niggas keep throwin' flowers

Blessings keep raining down on me (Ooo), showers

I can’t complain, I won’t complain

Niggas been movin' up (Hey)

We don’t need no downers

I just been feelin' alive (Hey)

Niggas keep throwin' flowers

Blessings keep raining down on me (Ooo), showers

I can’t complain, I won’t complain

I won’t second guess these blessings

I won’t turn a blind eye to all of these lessons

I know and I’ve learned

I’m finally reaping benefits that I’ve earned

When I pull up looking for every dollar bitch

I’m big worm with dreams on big flights

It seem’s that these things come with strings

Why do I feel it holding on me?

Feel it holding (Holding)

Still, I be feeling golden

I don’t catch no negativity, I’m no Anquan Boldin

I’m more Saquon Barkley, L2, R2

Know that stiff arm gnarly

They bring me down hardly

Won’t bring me down (Down)

Ooo, ain’t no bringing me down

'Cause I look around, my head in the clouds (Yeah)