Flowers TOBi

[Chorus]
Through it all, I can't complain, it feels so good
I can't complain, it feels so good
I don't know what I would do without you
I don't know what I'd do without you
Through it all (Ah), I can't complain, it feels so good
Oh, baby, it feels so good
I don't know what I would do
I don't know what I'd do without you (What I would do, what I would do)
Oh

[Verse 1]
Hoodie on in L.A., I'm already hot
Goose and Leon hit me with the bass, that shit was Redi-rock
So I hit the booth and left it steamin' like I'm Betty Crock'
Steady tippin' plus, we heavy drippin' like a Neti pot
Late night text from my ex, end in a Fetty Wap
Bet she hot, will I do it? Better not, let's bet a knot
This king already got a Corretta Scott
She know I'm on my journey so I let it rock
Twenty minutes left with this therapist
Tellin' her the truth and I'm just hopin' that she hearin' it
I changеd the game 'cause this gamе been not at all fair
Brought my dogs out from the rain 'cause ain't no one care
Why they wait to give you flowers when you cannot smell?
And why they wait to lift you up when they your pallbearers?
If time is money, I need me a Richard Mille
Doin' this inner work to ensure my demons'll fear me
This ninety minutes with my therapist up
The misadventures of a sensitive thug
I'm leavin' notes, it's like my memory sucks
A Hail Mary and the stands will erupt
Soon as I touch down in the ends, we'll be up
And that's on me, boy