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Sunburnt Freestyle Video (MV)




Performed By: The Roses
Length: 1:58
Written by: Max Rosewater




The Roses - Sunburnt Freestyle Lyrics




Yeah f*ck my last album
Look back at the outcome
This shit gonna blow up like I'm splitting an atom
Fake homies sayin, oh I love all your shit
F*ck you probably listened to like a 30 second clip
Goddamn you the ones that make me wanna spit
Haters gonna hate, but I swear I'll never quit
Nobody listening but my dogs and my brother
I've written so many songs I forgot the f*cking number
Love a fan base, but I do this for myself
Nobody more important than your own mental health
Whipping it so fast, imma lose my f*cking belt
I ain't writing music just to fill my pants with wealth
I'm smooth like champagne, stealth like war planes
Bust heads like Luke cage, then they drop like loose change
Hey, I heard that you a Soundcloud rapper
Your skin is too white put down the mic and f*cking scatter
Hey, f*ck you, I make this shit on my own
If you wanna talk shit stop hiding behind the phone
Sure you got some stones look at my f*cking Boulders
Try to reach my level you'll be falling like October

Not sober I'm over, turn her on like a motor
Slow down to a coaster, like tables I fold her
Uh, my tank is still full
This shit gonna rock cuz I'm on f*cking roll
I'm hungry for crispies my stomach is empty
Tryna get high we fly jets like I'm Benny
Bitches be thirsty their cups are still empty
Hey baby lean over, take a sip from this yeti
Goddamn, all this power we possess
And our idols waste it all talking money, drugs and sex
Yeah bitch I spent 100 mil I'm finna flex
Now all these kids are in it for are deals and fat checks
And while you asleep I'm on a quest to be the best
Repping the east coast flow you know
CLT to GNV to Tampa you know who I be
Rosés with an on the accent E coming up just like a f*cking tree it's Rosés!
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Yeah f*ck my last album
Look back at the outcome
This shit gonna blow up like I'm splitting an atom
Fake homies sayin, oh I love all your shit
F*ck you probably listened to like a 30 second clip
Goddamn you the ones that make me wanna spit
Haters gonna hate, but I swear I'll never quit
Nobody listening but my dogs and my brother
I've written so many songs I forgot the f*cking number
Love a fan base, but I do this for myself
Nobody more important than your own mental health
Whipping it so fast, imma lose my f*cking belt
I ain't writing music just to fill my pants with wealth
I'm smooth like champagne, stealth like war planes
Bust heads like Luke cage, then they drop like loose change
Hey, I heard that you a Soundcloud rapper
Your skin is too white put down the mic and f*cking scatter
Hey, f*ck you, I make this shit on my own
If you wanna talk shit stop hiding behind the phone
Sure you got some stones look at my f*cking Boulders
Try to reach my level you'll be falling like October

Not sober I'm over, turn her on like a motor
Slow down to a coaster, like tables I fold her
Uh, my tank is still full
This shit gonna rock cuz I'm on f*cking roll
I'm hungry for crispies my stomach is empty
Tryna get high we fly jets like I'm Benny
Bitches be thirsty their cups are still empty
Hey baby lean over, take a sip from this yeti
Goddamn, all this power we possess
And our idols waste it all talking money, drugs and sex
Yeah bitch I spent 100 mil I'm finna flex
Now all these kids are in it for are deals and fat checks
And while you asleep I'm on a quest to be the best
Repping the east coast flow you know
CLT to GNV to Tampa you know who I be
Rosés with an on the accent E coming up just like a f*cking tree it's Rosés!
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Writer: Max Rosewater
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