Flowers Freestyle - Devvon Terrell

See I’m a fucked up, but I fucked up right

I just had a million dollar year, what a fucking life

Lost so many friends, I can’t even keep count

That’s why I had the more I get, the more these niggas be distant

Good riddance

Me and my manager finally parted ways

Ryan I swaer to God, you will always be my nigga

Even though we had our problems dawg

Shout out to the young gods, even though we handle our shit internally

Just understand that I feel like my nigga turned on me

Spreading rumors about me and you know who, and that shit fucked me up

Had my whole house in shambles, and you know I would nevr touch her

Conversate 'bout this shit in LA, was confusd when this shit came back to me

But it’s cool now bro, I swear to God, I wanna be guard you

Cause it’s been too many years, my nigga pick up when I call you

Writing this open letter, 'cause I almost died twice

Had COVID and didn’t tell a soul

That’s why you ain’t heard no music from me for like a year

Shit had me so fucked up, thought I would never perform again

But thank God that it came back

And all my problem started to leave

You get perspective when a nigga can’t breathe

So lately I been in beast mode

Body in live and I got no cheat code

Still moving like I’m from the streets but smarter like hood niggas wearing

peacoats

I don’t know what these niggas take me for

Google search «Devvon Terrell Forbes» and you see the boy

And I don’t see none of you niggas anywhere

Talking on the internet, my nigga you bore me

I know that 99 percent of you niggas not really for me

I been standing here so strong and most of these niggas up in the industry

ignore me

Never gave me flowers or applaud me

Knowing I been around, longer than Jones insta story

Y’all know that I never talked like this

But Cap told me Dev say it one time

I know you think I’m charched up you mad at me

But all the niggas 'round me gave me batteries

So Momma I’m sorry, I know you told me «Dev work on your stress»

That’s why I got this equip and got a pool on the deck

Shout out my shawty, I know we been through mad shit

Make up and break ups but we never let our souls in our business

Cause every time we needed space, we kept it off our socials

Cause bumpass niggas tried to DM you and approach you

But fuck all that, you held me down

And I’mma show the world who you are when you get the ring that match that crown

So after this, don’t ask me if I’m fucking rich

Caught it I’m driving now I’m making all of this niggas sick

And I still never posted it, that’s 'cause I did that shit for me

See it’s not about the comments and the likes when it comes to me

It’s all about the moment and for all y’all asking 'bout Futuristic

Just know that that’s my brother, don’t you ever get it twisted nigga

One more time, for anybody that’s a coward

Don’t wait to someones death to finally give 'em their flowers

Flowers, don’t wait till it’s too late

Give 'em their flowers, don’t wait till it’s too late

Give 'em their flowers, don’t wait till it’s too late

Give 'em their flowers, give 'em their flowers

Voice messages

Don’t wait till it’s too late