LYRIC

[Chorus: kxng Crooked] Tell me why I gotta die just for y'all to give me all my flowers?
Why a nigga gotta die just for you to see my superpowers, my prowess?
Yeah, I put the work in, I put the work in
I gave the game over ten-thousand hours
I know for certain, I know for certain what I am deservin'
All my flowers

[Verse 1: kxng Crooked] I gave you a couple decades on these hard beats
But you don't wanna listen while my heart beats
Industry sorcery got you fuckin' with forgery
Your favorite rapper love me, he's an art thief
Nah, don't get it wrong, no, don't get it wrong
I ain't bitter or bit, this is a different song
I just want you to be able to authenticate and differentiate what I illustrate, puttin' niggas on
The artwork on my ep is a true story
Coppers on top of Death Row, the buildings a few stories
The last days of the road, a story is true gory
If Worldstar was around. I'd probably be doin' forty (Woo)
I escaped it, I'm a different kind
The people at Interscope need to hit my line
I want them 2Pac plaques for them 2pac tracks I produced on The End of Time, gimme mine

[Bridge: kxng Crooked] All my livin' legends come and get your flowers
Hold up, wait a second, come and get your flowers
Watch out where you're steppin', don't fuck up the flowers
Before you get to Heaven we gon' give you flowers

[Chorus: kxng Crooked] Tell me why I gotta die just for y'all to give me all my flowers?
Why a nigga gotta die just for you to see my superpowers, my prowess?
Yeah, I put the work in, I put the work in
I gave the game over ten-thousand hours
I know for certain, I know for certain what I am deservin'
All my flowers

[Verse 2: kxng Crooked] I'm spendin' half my life in the studio
You ain't gotta think a flight it's all Coolio
It's really sub-machine pipe, Lil Uzi-no
Gotta play my cards right, nigga, Yu-Gi-Oh!
I'ma whole 'nother fuckin' animal, cannibal eatin' rappers cadaverous just like a cantaloupe
I'm like Jesus ridin' the antelope, callin' myself the sacrificial lamb
Dear God, I am the goat

[Chorus: kxng Crooked] Tell me why I gotta die just for y'all to give me all my flowers?
Why a nigga gotta die just for you to see my superpowers, my prowess?
Yeah, I put the work in, I put the work in
I gave the game over ten-thousand hours
I know for certain, I know for certain what I am deservin'
All my flowers

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