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letra de flowers (intro) - kelechi

door opens

hey kelechi
yeah?
brew and vj talkin’ bout going out tonight, w-ssup? you tryna ride?
honestly bruh, i’m staying in the house. i’m straight. i’m tryna stay inside
man, cmon dawg, it’s sat-rday. let’s go bruh
yeah, i know it’s sat-rday, we been going out since wednesday. i’m straight. i’m chilling. nah
well sh-t, that’s on you, bruh. we finna ride. sh-t finna be lit tonight. it’s homecoming weekend, n-gg-s won. you trippin’

door slams

yeah, yeah, yeah. sh-t, i’m trippin’ at home. y’all go ahead man, i’m good…

[intro]

quarter life, quarter life, quarter life, quarter life, yeah
there’s gotta be more to life, more to life, more to life, more to life
yeah, yeah, yeah
said…said

[chorus 1]
now i lay down to sleep
i’m prayin’ to heaven my soul to keep
but what if i leave the world while i lay?
just gimme my flowers while i’m awake
now i lay, now i lay down to sleep
i’m prayin’ to heaven my soul to keep
but what if i leave the world while i lay?
just gimme my flowers while i’m awake

[verse 1]
wake keepings for the young boys
make my momma hold tight to me
so i pray that i leave the world better because of me
instead of in spite of me
and i pray to god they dig me
till the day that they bury me
till the pallbearers carry me
out on the lawn and put one in the air for me
guess i think about death a lot
prolly why i don’t stress a lot
cause if imma be the next to drop
imma pierce my ears, imma dread my locs
and imma park my whip right next to cops
with this b-mpin’
tell’em it’s somethin’
bout a badge and a strap that don’t match if you’re black
did i miss somethin’?
agree to disagree and fist b-mp him
just an immigrant son, with some limited funds
an unlimited tongue
and a macbook
i said i wouldn’t curse or say the n-word in a verse
well, sh-t n-gg-. look how long that took
hating on a visionary, that’s a bad look
no foot fetish, i won’t get off on a bad foot
i used to wrap backwoods, now i’m on r-a-p backwards
stndrd in atlanta to be backwoods
that good

[chorus]
now i lay down to sleep
i’m prayin’ to heaven my soul to keep
but what if i leave the world while i lay?
just gimme my flowers while i’m awake
now i lay, now i lay down to sleep
i’m prayin’ to heaven my soul to keep
but what if i leave the world while i lay?
just gimme my flowers while i’m awake

(x2)

[refrain]
i’mma live forever (x3)
i’mma live forever and ever and ever
i’mma live forever (x3)
i’mma live forever and ever and ever
and never die

[verse 2]

this the happiest song about dying
well, how you write this song without cryin’
fantasies of me and lauryn hill marchin up to zion
but if you don’t know god, then you’re lying’ bout the lion
of judah
welcome to atlanta, land of luda
boost cars like mobile and they booties on buddha
no religion, but these babies tryna see the lord sooner
cause they marchin’ with the peace, but i ain’t talking martin luther
bang
goes the banger with his eyes closed
young guerrillas, all these shooters baby milo
momma asks god: “where does time go?”
every body wanna go to heaven, no one wanna die though
no, no, no, no. n-body wanna die though
no, every body wanna go to heaven, no one wanna d-

gunshot

- kelechi

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