BLUE FLOWER SKULLS Lyrics

Nigga, you ain't funny (Bro what this bitch talking about, g)

You just boring as fuck (She's crazy bro)

And lame as hell (What the fuck!)

Cuz only lame niggas say that shit (It's different, it's really different)

Busting off a lick don't need no shiesty Imma hit that bitch in public

Shawty think I'm fronting I won't show her off in public

I can't have you hanging around these niggas I been ducking

Going through the team I check the roster, then I sub in

So many W's they be spamming in the group chat

Coming from my views, ain't nobody every touch that

Heard they looking for me, they can't wait until I come back

Semi automatic put the clip in then I dump that

Had to hit the block just like I run track

Pop a perc like a Staminup cuz Juggernaut I been that

I don't need no friends I got my brothers at the Oak (At the Oak)

I can tell just how they acting half these niggas just for show

Never going sad about a hoe

Takashi Murakami I'm the goat

Blue Flower Skull when I go, go, go, go

Takashi Murakami I'm the goat

I paint a perfect picture with this rhythm and this flow

Get up on that stage, they gon hate it when I go

Get another season bitch I'm coming back for sure

Coming back for more, everything I'm owed

Bought another bag off not doing what I'm told

Had to get a quote, blue flower skull

Everything I wrote, shit so beautiful and bold

Basically, I just decided to make music

And there were a lot of people that didn't agree with that

But I knew this was something I had to fucking do

And I knew as much as they hate it now, it would make sense to them later

Yeah, I lost my brother, rest in peace to Mike

That shit done changed up my whole view of life

So I can't even contemplate bout taking mine

Gotta keep those memories until the end of time

So now I got this vendetta, that shit gets clipped like Berettas

How you think you a legend you barely been an omega

I play this shit like its Sega, I got combos like Vega

I keep this mask on my player, that shit wont do you no favors

I can't talk to these niggas, they professional haters

Bitch this ain't been the last supper I can't break bread with no traitors

You get crossed up in Vegas, prolly drowning in Dallas

Ain't no life how we make it, so I'm letting in madness

All the time that I wasted

These the cards I been playing

How you say I won't make it

That's on my downfall you praying

Took a look at these limits, you can see what I'm breaking

Popping off been the mission, I don't got time for no basic

Shit, I won't blame you if you leaving now

The type of shit we doing, can't even believe it now

Buy a ticket for the show, come and see it now

I had to stand up on this stage so you can't see me down

I ain't even really lie

I had class last night fools, I had class

And I'm feeling motivational as fuck after that motherfucker

My advice to you, do not be afraid to fail

Failure is your friend and it's success's friend

It's success's friend

So that's my shit for the day

Y'all niggas eat up, keep eating up man

Y'all got this shit

Y'all feeling down now, it's all good, it's all good

It's kinda good to be feeling like y'all feeling right now

Cuz it just means y'all wanna succeed

But y'all got this shit let's get this bread niggas