Bed Of Roses - Jesse Jagz

Life ain’t a bed of roses

If you really grind, you know this

Listen to me, nothing in this life comes easily

You feeling me

Sun up, sundown we grinding

Just to rock them suits with the purple lining

Trynna make that money

See clearly

Make money

I spit that

Boy wonder shit

Me and my conglomerate

Money is legitimate

The game we reconfigured it

We stand stronger than Egyptian pyramids

The boy spitting so ridiculous

Sunlight has got me shaking my head, shade in my eye

Itching and aching niggas waking and baking to get high

Anticipating that moment when I’ll be touching the sky

You wanna give birth to stars, start fucking the sky

And I know, my spot ain’t for the meek or the shy

He learned it all by himself, nobody teach him to fly

He too emotional sometimes, somebody speak and he cry

Paranoia setting in like someone’s is creeping behind

But i know, some niggas play hide and seek and you find

They wishing you die, say hello to that big bitch in the sky

Its okay cos even God say he a thief in the night

A sly nigga always gon keep his beef in his smile

But I can see through him nobody teach him to spy

When he looks to the side

I can see the glitch in his eye

He superman outside

I know that that bitch is inside

He blinking his eyes

Yeah he switching to the side

I’m doomsday niggas know I’m a celestial foe

Put the word out, let the whole confederate know

It’s that, imperial yo

Incredible flow

Fucked around with skill started creating miracles yo

Life ain’t a bed of roses

If you really grind, you know this

Listen to me, nothing in this life comes easily

You feeling me

Sun up, sundown we grinding

Just to rock them suits with the purple lining

Trynna make that money

See clearly

Make money

The rap game has never been much harder

Niggas get spun 360 like Vince carter

I been smarter

When I battle I bring Sparta

Bend matter

Spits venom to end parker

Because I been through plenty distress

I’m still flier than J. F Kennedy yes

I just burn and I bury the rest

I move with supernatural finesse

And this is how we gon determine the best

J town flow until infinity yes

I let them know

This is how divinity bless

I’m on a row

It’s microphone serenity yes

I let them know

Ladies no slow killing me sex

Its softly softly and she killing me yes

No Aspen cigarettes simply the best

My spotlight’s 21-century effects

Life ain’t a bed of roses

If you really grind, you know this

Listen to me, nothing in this life comes easily

You feeling me

Sun up, sundown we grinding

Just to rock them suits with the purple lining

Trynna make that money

See clearly

Make money

If you feeling this put your fist in the air

Jagznation coming through you best stay clear

Ain’t no doubt about it

These niggas ain’t got it

We steady making paper you niggas still ain’t got it

If you feeling me

Making pees all-day

365 in a year

Hustling hard all-day

I’m closing my eyes so much I’m such a dreamer

I smoke so much until the point i get a fever

Stress on my mind and i need to take a breather

Yeah, i know this shit is getting deeper

But i remember my path is what i make it

There is no bitching around when I’m kinda feeling forsaken

It’s kinda hard not to listen to the hating

Father hope you hear me while I’m praying

Nah cos i know

Them niggas beefing the boy

They bleeding the boy

Yeah i see them reaching for more

They leeching for more

I know they deceiving the boy

I let them know this soldier’s mission is called seek and destroy

Forget that

I let them know when I’m debriefing them boy

I’m killing them boy

Even know what the debriefing is for

A lot of niggas fighting hard (odd) they try to even the score

I call my mic lucifer, this what this demon is for

I’m a God to em, look how i Eden them boy

I’m coming hard on the beat the whole semen is gone

When it comes to rap, you doctor know I’m lethal for sure

Spitting decibels, I’m known to blow your speakers for sure

When it comes to rap, I’m the grim reaper for sure

I got you higher than the roof that’s what the cheeber is for

You don’t beef me that’s what Justin Beiber is for

While he was cheating for more

We was keeping the score

I’m doing the impossible nigga I’m bleaching the sun

Don’t give a fuck I’m keeping it nun, uh

Plus I’m sleeping with that nun

Niggas talking shit see they only peep and they run

Scared motherfuckers, I’m sleeping with that gun

Nigga got them fooled, see (4C), I’ve been keeping the bomb

Revolutionary shit is what I’m frequently on

Revolutionary minds is what i recently bombed

If you feeling this put your fist in the air

Jagznation coming through you best stay clear

Ain’t no doubt about it

These niggas ain’t got it

We steady making paper you niggas still ain’t got it

If you feeling me

Making pees all-day

365 in a year

Hustling hard all-day