Don Cypha - Rosemary lyrics

[Verse 1 - Regg] It's like my, grandmother died when I needed to ease the rain No matter how much I hug my mama it didn't ease the strain The lights cut off so I couldn't really see her face But I didn't need visuals to feel her pain It's funny how the senses work, its senseless how we came From snatching purses to scratching surface to have a lane The cops is coming, I watch you running, huffing to leave the game While my friends puffin and humpin raw to be the man They living reckless, my window was the only view As i'm peering through, roaches crawl out of my cereal I'm sicker than most of you, it gets worse when my sisters hungry It feels like poverty is trying to take my siblings from me I don't smoke but the peer pressure got me choking now I'm broke, and Sallie Mae making sure that im staying round Sweat is soaking now That's why the flow so versatile The stress is sort of like these hoes I try to hold em down [Verse 2 - Don Cypha] They been asking how im feeling lately Thinking Don done lost his feelings maybe Like i ain't been stressin', countin' blessings till my visions hazy They say in due time it'll all pay off Couple dollars for the pain plus menage a trois My heart stay frost Cause I been taking no days off Too busy sparrin' with demons so the sword stay sharp Make sure the bars stay raw So even when I dumb it down for these f**ing clowns they yellin' "Yo Don went off" I cross spray arms Like I can't trust a soul Watching over my shoulder, paranoia made me cold Asking where do I go Ain't no time to be lacking gotta stack em quick Before this life takes a drastic shift Im asking sh**, can I live? Comfortably pa** the spliff Ash it quick Under trees feet up with the baddest b**h Asses stick With all n***as round me outchea stackin' chips Thats all I want before my casket dips I swear [Verse 3 - Canvas] A young n***a with an O.G. soul Lost in my thoughts, I just want the semi to blow Sippin' liquor on the row, fake love i'm exposed I think its time for me to move out and live on my own My little brother just got high for the f**ing first time Wonder why he hit the stage where there's a lot on his mind My pops looked in his eyes say "How the f** can you do this?" And turns around and points to me said i'm the bad influence How the f** when all I do is try to keep your pride inside? You should know this f**ing weed will never stop the f**ing grind I understand your concern and you want the best in our lives But its time that I decide, my mind said do or die All I want to do is survive, I ain't working no 9 to 5 If you listen close to our hearts, you can hear our family cry, "Oh Lord" They never understand cause we ain't the same Switch lanes mother f**er come and feel my pain n***a [Verse 4 - F.L.O.] Not a bit of support from my peers, friends and my relatives From every verse I spat was bad, now rappin' like I never did Every lane is sh** now When you realizing you nice-a and can shut some sh** down Cause you're just the sh** now Ain't this what you did it for? The glory, the fame? Dreams to make a little more Money in your pocket, thats the mother f**ing plan Ain't you do this sh** to be the mother f**ing man? And I can see us rising But I do this till i'm dust man, I just love the rush I keep grinding till I know, that i'm on and this is my show I been going through some stuff, but I can get enough I'mma do this till i'm up, been known to live it up Just striving to make hits Been up for five days, bout to make six