Rose

The only frontin' that I do is confrontin' these hoes

You ain't no musician, but I like how you watchin' your tone

She think about me, but she never gon' pick up the phone

I bloom a little later in my life, but you see how I rose

You see how I rose Bloom a little later in my life, but you see

How I rose

It's like wherever I'm at, I be chillin', I got my feet up

Sippin' just a little bit, I don't want it to sneak up

Came up off the stoop with a pound or two of some reefer

Probably on the bike with like 95 on the meter