• 100 Roses - Jazz Cartier

100 roses ror the dead

Heard they talking, where they at?

100 shots for they head

They don’t know me, they don’t want it

I’m the man, now you know it

I’m the man, I’m the coldest

Told my mama if I die then put them roses on my casket

If I burn in hell I hope she smoking all my ashes

My city’s in the race of whoever make it the fastest

I’m fucking past it, knocking niggas like I’m Cassius

I ain’t around, I ain’t around

(Where you at?)

I heard they talking down, they talking down

(No they ain’t)

You know Jacuzzi got the heat I’m always up to something

But they only talking down cause they ain’t up and coming

Niggas talk about they money, boy I never see it

Boy I’m everywhere you’re not, I swear I’m never see you

Said you popping in your city, man I don’t believe it

But when I come and shut it down, I swear you gonna feel it

100 roses ror the dead

Heard they talking, where they at?

100 shots for they head

They don’t know me, they don’t want it

I’m the man, now you know it

I’m the man, I’m the coldest

Mystery me, mystery me

Dreamed about this shit and then I got it, mission complete

Everybody wanna be the hottest, tryna be me

Laughing when they think they really balling I’m taking the lead

Don’t be talking to me bout my product

(Take it and leave)

None of y’all are built for my position

(Take it from me)

Niggas wanna stunt in front of bitches

(But they can’t agree)

With Cuzzi in the buildin', I ain’t stunting

Then pay me your fee (ah)

I swear to god that I’m heaven sent (ya)

If I die, I’m a legend, this is evidence

They call me JLF, I’m the new JFK

And if I’m going out, I put that on some president

It’s Cuzzi bitch

100 roses ror the dead

Heard they talking, where they at?

100 shots for they head

They don’t know me, they don’t want it

I’m the man, now you know it

I’m the man, I’m the coldest