Vanilla Flowers Lyrics

Roll Up

(Wolf howling)

It Is

Free Rashad Jamal

You turn the tables on em and the problem solved

When you on the rise and they rather watch you fall

They Take it like you not evolved

I was 16 walkin thru Taj Mahal

Eight ball leather it was my shot to call

So tell me when they got involved

Start another trend they wanna copy off

Glitter vinyl jacket and the white be off

Wishin they could write me off and y'all ain't competition

Talent lie in the shade they sneak around wit the dissing

The metal gear it was solid a snake was out on a mission

Channeled my higher consciousness promise to not forgive em

Do salmon steak

Squeezing a lemon on lobster tail might do a spanish grape

Champagne sipping to mobster tales bringing me carrot cake

Leanin on me and I done prevailed they mad they had to wait

Proud of myself every reflection I congratulate

Like yea you did it nigga

Said fuck em all and turn me up I couldn't get it Witcha

We hit the mall and burn a buck don't gotta flick a picture

Cuz you'd be wrong to call it luck cuz I ain't get the symptoms

Came from pissy stairways shootouts where it's flooded at

And now I'm on the air waves and I ain't picture none of that

Loyalty start wit L but some people just really stuck at that

When Love turn too a Lie you gotta Live wit every Lump of that

And yea I had yo block you got the rock and stop too cut it back

You rather do ya own thang and I left it at good luck wit that

Oh you losin ya mojo I guess that's cuz they fuck wit cap

If that go overheads then make it fit or get ya money back

Bounce and make a scoop up it work just like we jumpin jacks

Voyage to Atlantis I done planned it watch me double back

Go kick it wit my soul tribe

I don't really go live

My vision from the most high

I'm spiritual the woke kind

I smoke trees they don't find

I rise to where they don't climb

I couldn't pay em no mind

New haters need a co sign

Wanna snoop too find a way in watch how I make em go blind

Put a seven pick parlay in nah just make it go nine

Two women and they both fine

A trio in my slow time

My energy is photon

You wit me then we both shine

Let go gotta divorce pain

The streets ain't got no ordain

I knew this was real I lost some friends before they voice changed

Wit all these memories I hold together like the floor frame

And Fuck humble I get the pass then I'ma holla point game

It is

On me

It is ( on me)

It is ( on me)

It is (on me)

Right!

(Wolf Howling)