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16, 20221 viewer cigarettes and roses Lyrics Yo ( 169 ), chyeah, mm It's your boy Ramone Rochester AKA The Mitcham Dreamer, you already know, look [Verse 1] Heart break made me lose focus I feel like I never made progress All in a space of a year, I was homeless I was wearin' my Gucci jacket and still felt the coldness Went to the doctors, they didn't know my diagnosis Weed and sex is way better than them doses Look, I can't pretend anymore I can't fake it anymore When you look in my eys, don't you notice Look, without you the room feels dark, empty or soullss A slow way of bein' dead is when you're full of despair I'm feelin' hopeless If freedom lies in bein' bold, I lost my boldness And I can feel goo energy when it approaches And I know when I'm surrounded my cobras Speakin' to me is a privilege Like a bonus I'm learnin' to love myself first, it's a process I light my cigarettes and then use it to burn the roses, gang [Chorus] Cigarettes for breakfast Yeah, give you roses when you're restless Yeah, Hovis 'til you hold this bread Notice you don't know 'bout stress Cigarettes for breakfast Yeah, give you roses when you're restless Yeah, Hovis 'til you hold this bread (Yo) Notice you don't know 'bout stress [Verse 2] We all have twenty-four hours, but some ain't more than others I put it on my mothers, my tax bracket is the dumbest Everybody wants to do music when we need more plumbers Let me talk my shit 'cause I've been doin' numbers I spoke in school See youngsters tellin' them the neeks that you laugh are in class, leave and start doin' wonders When I said I was the best, I fuckin' never stuttered When you're on that hospital bed, it's only you that suffers I rather have on real friend than a group of suckers My house is Nana's house and we ain't even blood brothers Hmm, conversations with Shanice and I'm prayin' she becomes one of the biggest hurdle runners The way I made hundreds, it was routine and structures In my bed with clothes on to stop the itch 'cause I had no covers I want that brand new car that I've seen that changes colours All they know is jealousy, dirty motherfuckers [Chorus] Cigarettes for breakfast Yeah, give you roses when you're restless Yeah, Hovis 'til you hold this bread Notice you don't know 'bout stress Cigarettes for breakfast Yeah, give you roses when you're restless Yeah, Hovis 'til you hold this bread (Yo) Notice you don't know 'bout stress We all have twenty-four hours, but some ain't more than others I put it on my mothers, my tax bracket is the dumbest Everybody wants to do music when we need more plumbers Let me talk my shit 'cause I've been doin' numbers I spoke in school See youngsters tellin' them the neeks that you laugh are in class, leave and start doin' wonders When I said I was the best, I fuckin' never stuttered When you're on that hospital bed, it's only you that suffers I rather have on real friend than a group of suckers My house is Nana's house and we ain't even blood brothers Hmm, conversations with Shanice and I'm prayin' she becomes one of the biggest hurdle runners The way I made hundreds, it was routine and structures In my bed with clothes on to stop the itch 'cause I had no covers I want that brand new car that I've seen that changes colours All they know is jealousy, dirty motherfuckers [Chorus] Cigarettes for breakfast Yeah, give you roses when you're restless Yeah, Hovis 'til you hold this bread Notice you don't know 'bout stress Cigarettes for breakfast Yeah, give you roses when you're restless Yeah, Hovis 'til you hold this bread (Yo) Notice you don't know 'bout stress About Have the inside scoop on this song
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