To Each His Flowers Lyrics

Tell me really, tell me really who can fuck with me

I'm shining brilliant, like a set of china cutlery

If a woman pick or buy me flowers then she stuck with me

She cuffed to me, as long as she okay then she's my custody

I got two 9's and three 10's on me that's word to Bob Saget

How I Met your mother kids she came in from a different planet

Didn't understand her, didn't plan it, I ain't speak her language

Didn't judge for my femininity y'all would call me f

Meditating I'll focus my kundalini

With my incense and crystals, my skin-care, my neediness

You can rub but I can't promise you a genie bitch

But I wish for more wishes, fuck 'em, with that greediness

Malachite In my pocket to help me with my confidence

Yea I'm anxious about it all, don't fuck with silences

I'll come to this planet a different man anonymous

To all these rappers tryna do what I do, like Simon Says

I see the changes

Come by the hour

Used to be nameless

I used to cower

Am I insane or

They getting proud of me?

Came from the basement and

I'm smelling power

All my wins you can't count em

And my misses you can

They say "Come back baby"

Show me one more time

So I can be like orange

Be the next Fofive"

They in my locker like Davy

Tryna copy my style

And honestly I'm just bored of humans

Alien child

Yea I studied the greats I'm like a palaeontologist

And lately the verdict is a failure is all you is

Available to call if you differ, I'm on it bitch

Convince you to change, I'm holy grail to your fraudulence

I spit flares, forbid care bout bitch staring

I been there, I been square, I did fairness

And it's clear, you impaired, a miscarriage

That did fail, you been stale, I get careless

When I see all your posse, copying rappers

I'm on the yamazaki, short like my stature

So don't go fucking with me, or else you gon catching a smack in the face

You lacking, I'm stacking the stats, snacking on rappers today