Flowers - ¡MAYDAY!, ¡MAYDAY! feat. Ryan "Myagi" Evans

I just want my flowers while I can still smell 'em

I just want my flowers while I’m still here

Just give me my flowers while I can still smell 'em

I just want my flowers while I’m still here

While I’m still here

Maybe it’s crazy or maybe it’s unrealistic

To think you’d ever remember me after I hit the exits

I’m swimming in hidden messages obvious to my exes

And obvious to the ones tuned in to the connection

I’m holding onto the thought of just living on

While I’m holding on to my moms and pops like I’m extra strong

These two feet been on the precipice

Longer than I can specify

Living life on an exodus never find me to testify

Gotta exercise caution when I’m talking

Cuz I lose my place often and I lost all my watches

Feeling like my mind been moshing when I sleep I turn and tossin

Haunted by the very prospect of getting lost in the process

So when you play it play loud for all to hear

And play it loud enough to wake up all ghosts floating in here

I’m tired of fighting for my love I just want something that’s real

But maybe this is all I get until I jet

I just want my flowers while I can still smell 'em

I just want my flowers while I’m still here

Just give me my flowers while I can still smell 'em

I just want my flowers while I’m still here

While I’m still here

While I’m still here

Now can you see me

For all now that I freely

Bring out to every scheme we

Been posted up like a retweet

I’m killing every piece I’m putting upon my sheet

Like really

All this fucking heat I’ve dropped and you’re still asking me for freebies

Please be gone with the static

You’re only here for the art like

Critics who sit to judge but never budge to play the part right

I’m walking round this coliseum

Hoping I can talk to legions

Couldn’t sell enough tickets

It’s now become a mausoleum

Don’t cry for me it’s still a fact I’m out here bouncing bread

Although that’s never the thing that’s getting me out of bed

I want the accolades I want the trophies too

You keep the track for fame I’m good with known by few

I’m good with underrated I’m good with overdue

Too good to blow up ain’t he not good enough to queue

Well, that’s all good I’ll just keep planting seeds to tell 'em

That one day y’all gon' pick up these flowers I just need to smell 'em

I just want my flowers while I can still smell 'em

I just want my flowers while I’m still here

Just give me my flowers while I can still smell 'em

I just want my flowers while I’m still here

While I’m still here

While I’m still here…

While I’m still…