Flowers (feat. Father)

What do you prefer I don't have that much to offer Can you just give me all your time I��m gonna try to give you mine What do you prefer I don't have that much to offer Can you just give me all your time I'm gonna try to give you mine Verse 2: Father A lot of niggas wrote the check so they could take this flow A lot of bitches try to flexin�� that they tryin' to get chose A lot of niggas showing off You been fuckin' up the whole time but you swear you on point Sometimes the girl in your dreams need to stay in your dreams You can fuck with the team but don't fuck on the team I know a lot of niggas hate me in the depths of their soul Started out as young, hot, turnin' into Why my heart so cold, yeah, why my wrist don't froze nigga ice cold, yeah 2pm in LA, my girl ain't got on no clothes, yeah nigga we made it Got my chains on, why these niggas is hatin' boom boom boom I said stop asking people for assistance I don��t like to get caught up in commitments Let��s just stop asking these hoes for forgiveness She thinkin' some unfinished business Verse 3: Faye Webster What do you prefer I don��t have that much to offer Can you just give me all your time I'm gonna try to give you mine What do you prefer I don't have that much to offer Can you just give me all your time I'm gonna try to give you mine