Flowers

Yeah, yeah I deserve flowers I deserve flowers I deserve flowers I deserve flowers Yeah All of the shit that I did for you Put that Richard Millie on you (yeah) Bought you designer and put you in coupes You even got your friend one too (yeah) I gave to your whole family, yeah-yeah Ain't nobody thank me now, nah-nah Treated you like gang when we was out Gave you the best seat in the house I deserve flowers (yeah-yeah) I deserve flowers I deserve flowers (yeah-yeah) Fuck the money and the power I rather get flowers Oh-ooh-ah I gave the power to myself And gave the flowers to myself, ah Why is you playin' with me? What is you sayin' to me? Told you the way it would be, told you in 2015 Showed you the way, yeah Showed you the way, yeah Negative shit, if you know me, you knew it be happenin' You trippin', you niggas be cappin' And sayin' it's love, then showin' me different I guess I'm overcommitted Ideology, I know that won't show me no different Why does it bother me? Yeah Stop me, I guess I'm eager For information to hit on, 'less I really need ya But I know better than that, there ain't no guarantees I don't want flowers, only when it's time to grieve, no I gave the power to myself And gave the flowers to myself, ah I gave the power to myself And gave the flowers to myself --- Flowers - Trippie Redd and Bryson Tiller