No Rose (Mamajuana Music) Lyrics

Can’t we get along

Last time I seen him

He was feening to brawl

See homie that is your flaw

You always getting involved

With niggas no good at all

Yeah Mirror on the wall

Who the realest of them of all

Point em out

Point em out

Let em know

who was paying rent up in that fucking house

Let em know

who the one who took out that V.I.M and put you in that Valentino blouse

Yeah I wonder who gone save you when that nigga really bounce

You could catch me hanging out

Yeah I’m married to the game but I never had a spouse

Me and Joey pulling twins and they white like Dylan Sprouce

(Oh)

(Really?)

I’m out of the dark

Hit it out of the park

You lit we could spark

Like Batter batter

Why would want her if I had her

Leak some nude and you get madder

Reputation splatter but Jodye don’t slander

Spitting facts is the standard

Got tired of that fake shit

Looking at my friends list and all I saw was snake pits

Stacking all this bread better watch it who I break with

Ooh they undercover's

Oh they jacking we brothers

Ooh they saying that they love us

But it’s conditional

You know see I’m missing you

But every season there's a different you

You see how it get difficult

Who am I to judge you on your rituals

You a character no role play

You probably think you find your soul mate at Chipotle

Hope you don’t end up with an OJ

But Its your life it’s okay

I’ma stay shut and get these bands like I’m Cold Play

Log off the gram

Tell me who feeling for you

You text me for money and I still give it to you

Crazy how you turn your back on me and I’m realest for ya