Clouded Chris - The Florist

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I be all alone ay I can't trust no-body
I been on the Nawf makin plays for some hours
Makin songs, makin beats, I don't need no powder
I should be a Florist the way I be movin' flowers
I be moving like Ghost, like Tariq off Power
10 Toes, I be standing tall like the Eiffel Tower
See me when you see me baby, why ya face look sour?
Ay, hey
Why ya face look Sour?

I just gotta get that cake baby, I'm bout my dollas
But in the midst while I do that, it create more problems
I just need more time but it seem like I just don't got it
A lot of my people need something, so I be grinding harder
My Dad left when I was 2 the grind I had to install it
I never let that shit define me, that's what ya call some boss shit
Life's a trap but I takeover just like bankroll taught me
I got flowers, all on me baby, just like a garden
Runtz, Lemon Cherry, Gelatooo
Hit my line I be like va-ma-nos ay Ima do my thang, uh you know I can't stop, yeah
Solo dolo in the a4, dodgin' all the cops, ay
Big moves, I ain't chillin I'm alone on a mission
Put ya fam over everything go outside and go get it, uh
And girl I know that you up-set that a nigga go missing, uh
Maybe I'm not the one for you. You might need more attention

I be all alone ay I can't trust no-body
I been on the Nawf makin plays for some hours
makin songs, makin beats, I don't need no powder
I should be a Florist the way I be movin' flowers
I be moving like Ghost, like Tariq off Power
10 toes, I be standing tall like the Eiffel Tower
See me when you see me baby, why ya face look sour?
Ay, hey
Why ya face look Sour?

Why yo face look Sourrrrrr?
(Boy, This Shit Hard Chris!)
Why yo face look Sour?
Why yo face look Sour?
See me when you see me baby why ya face look sour?

Written by:
C Olds

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