NaturalDess - Red Rose Lyrics

Red rose
Hangin' low
She ain't worried bout
Tryna get chose
Dried out, Cried out
Them pretty petals lookin heavy
With her heart out
He picked her
With green leafs
Who would've thought that'd
Be the reason that he leaves
She was too much
Too much pressure
Couldn't handle
He blew her out
And left her smokin'
Like a candle
Pretty roses don't be
Growing on trees
Don't get too close or else
Them thorns will make you bleed
She loved him but
Couldn't keep his company
Now she ain't coming out again
Next spring
Oo now she ain't coming out again
Next spring
Now she ain't coming out again
Till next
Red rose, Hangin low
Another year she spent
Riding it alone
She tries again
Bright again
Met someone that makes her
Safe to feel open but
When she blooms
Ain't no room
Now she done made him go and
Catch a whole attitude
Nigga's insecure for sure
And she steady giving more
And more
She was still too much
Too much pressure
Couldn't stand it
Reminded him of what he ain't
And couldn't have it
He knocked her off her feet
The moment that she landed
Just fuckin' up the seed she grew
And just planted
Pretty roses don't be
Growing on trees
Don't stand too close or else
Them thorns will make you bleed
She loved him but
Couldn't keep his company
Now she ain't coming out again
Next spring
Pretty roses don't be
Growing on trees
Don't get too close or else
Them thorns will make you bleed
She loved him but
Couldn't keep his company
Now she ain't coming out again
Next spring
Red, red rose
Pretty red, red rose
Mmm
Now she ain't coming out again
Next spring

Red rose
Hangin' low
She ain't worried bout
Tryna get chose
Dried out, Cried out
Them pretty petals lookin heavy
With her heart out
He picked her
With green leafs
Who would've thought that'd
Be the reason that he leaves
She was too much
Too much pressure
Couldn't handle
He blew her out
And left her smokin'
Like a candle
Pretty roses don't be
Growing on trees
Don't get too close or else
Them thorns will make you bleed
She loved him but
Couldn't keep his company
Now she ain't coming out again
Next spring
Oo now she ain't coming out again
Next spring
Now she ain't coming out again
Till next
Red rose, Hangin low
Another year she spent
Riding it alone
She tries again
Bright again
Met someone that makes her
Safe to feel open but
When she blooms
Ain't no room
Now she done made him go and
Catch a whole attitude
Nigga's insecure for sure
And she steady giving more
And more
She was still too much
Too much pressure
Couldn't stand it
Reminded him of what he ain't
And couldn't have it
He knocked her off her feet
The moment that she landed
Just fuckin' up the seed she grew
And just planted
Pretty roses don't be
Growing on trees
Don't stand too close or else
Them thorns will make you bleed
She loved him but
Couldn't keep his company
Now she ain't coming out again
Next spring
Pretty roses don't be
Growing on trees
Don't get too close or else
Them thorns will make you bleed
She loved him but
Couldn't keep his company
Now she ain't coming out again
Next spring
Red, red rose
Pretty red, red rose
Mmm
Now she ain't coming out again
Next spring