Floyd - Black Roses Lyrics

Said getting money these days ain't been hard for a nigga
Tryna cop a two tone and put some stars in the ceiling
When the Shit get bad why a bitch wanna fall on a nigga
Soon as shit flips sides
Wanna make a quick call on a nigga
Said getting money these days ain't been hard for a nigga
Tryna cop a two tone and put some stars in the ceiling
When the Shit get bad why a bitch wanna fall on a nigga
Soon as shit flips sides
Wanna make a quick call on a nigga
The money keep coming in
Check daily it's doubling
No fumbling I never could front for a hater
Just stuff my designer with paper
Don't chase it to make it don't make it your maker
I need me a Porsche
And a house with a lake
And a maid and waitress to take care the acres
I need me a lot of blue faces
Switch lanes
Spit game
And It maker her do things
High life
One call
And I maker switch planes
I count up the back end
Declining advances
To add to the passion
This shit only add up with actions
And most of these niggas is acting
Forgiotos off the lot
Suicides when I touch down
All the party bitches bout to flock
Gotta plain Jane and a buss down
And I told my niggas never stop
Gotta maintain cause we up now
And my focus only on the top
Only time to get it feel like right now
Said getting money these days ain't been hard for a nigga
Tryna cop a two tone and put some stars in the ceiling
When the Shit get bad why a bitch wanna fall on a nigga
Soon as shit flips sides
Wanna make a quick call on a nigga