Gold Roses
Rupture, Rick Ross, Drake
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Yeah I'm home now, it's over now, so Yeah She got a thing for Chanel vintage that dropped before she could speak English Do you love me or love seekin' attention, I mean which one is it? You keep callin' me ya twin, but twins ain't this different Mentally I'm already on next year, that's some 20/20 clear vision You sayin' let you finish, I ain't tryna hear it I'm all for spiritual liftin', but I don't fly Spirit I'm all for findin' happiness, but down to die serious All smiles, Kevin Durant trials Had to blow it on a court, I must have blew a milli' I'm walkin' on all charges, that's my new Achilles I know they love to rock a check, but who gon' do it really? Really? My depositions never surface Tanenbaum know the logo on the jersey, it's gettin' purchased Ten years in and y'all yet to hear my most impressive verses Paid the cost to be the boss, wasn't even my most expensive purchase Trust when I say I'm never on the shit they assumin' I'm on Tales about me are like corridos in Culiacán Sashimi from Saito, you know that man two Michelin Star Postcard from Grace Bay, sendin' my distant regards Vision wasn't mine, told my niggas the vision was ours Still a part of shorty even if we've been livin' apart Roxx'll do you filthy for me soon as I give him the nod Meanin' he'll blast for me like puttin' the 6 with the God Hop on a float and show the city the one they appointed The one that's rebuildin' schools and feedin' the homeless Hang with my niggas, but sometimes I be tryna avoid it 'Cause they'll get to poppin' out of place like they double jointed Goals was the top of the pyramid in this shitty world "I gotta get the most of everything" is the axis on which it sit and twirls Point blank period, like a City Girl And then I bring it back to 50 world Ay, whoa You made me this way, yeah Before I'm gone outta this place, yeah Put some flowers in my face, won't you? Let me know that I did okay, yeah Don't wait 'til some other day, no, no They love to wait 'til it's too late, it's too late This different right here, yo (ay) I was nominated, never won a Grammy But I understand, they'll never understand me Lot of lives lost, but I never panicked Lot of lines crossed, I never did a Xanny A hundred room mansion but I felt abandoned Love makin' love, but where will love land me? Jealous, so their bitches be actin' like they sleepin' on us But they speakin' on us, jewelers quote us even numbers Still blowin' smoke as angels float above us Love givin' back, but will they ever love us? Chanel in the mail, FedEx from Pharrell And what I got for sale just sit on the scale Triple beam dream, a buck on the shades I really seen things give mothers the shakes I really bought cars for women on face I know it seem odd, but money amazin' College loans really did f*ck up her credit Discover cards, look back, I know she regret it But we keep pushin', keep our foot on the pedal In the mirror she a blessin', rebukin' the Devil Livin' on the edge, she keepin' me level Money come and go, I'ma keep you forever Money come and go, I'ma keep you forever (forever) Slip-on glass slippers and tickle with feathers Everywhere we go, we create a dilemma Coming to America, really the set I'll let your soul glow, I'm keepin' you wet All my cold Decembers, I know she remembers Forgiveness for a sinner, but is it that simple? Holdin' on your hands, your body's a temple Fly you out to Cannes, ménages with bitches Lobsters and the prawns, thought you was Spanish Bottles for the Don, our parties the biggest (biggest, biggest) (Maybach Music) Ay, whoa You made me this way, yeah Before I'm gone outta this place, yeah Put some flowers in my face, won't you? Let me know that I did okay, yeah Don't wait 'til some other day, no, no They love to wait 'til it's too late, too late (ay) Had a dream she was singin' to me like Gladys Knight True love in the projects is called paradise All your niggas left, you wasn't actin' right But honesty itself a small sacrifice My money bag heavy, got me packin' light You movin' funny, can you fill my appetite? Niggas' conversations, a lot of it false He own condos right over Carnegie Hall Speak about your cars, but all of 'em parked Your niggas' money light, come out of the dark You really are my type, that's not a facade One of the reasons why I write, we got a synopsis I'm always at the top of barbershop gossip After further thought, better not knock 'em Allocate some dollars to go out shoppin' Bitch, we on the real, it's time to stop talkin' (stop talkin', stop talkin') Ay, whoa You made me this way, yeah Before I'm gone outta this place, yeah Put some flowers in my face, won't you? Let me know that I did okay, yeah Don't wait 'til some other day, no, no They love to wait 'til it's too late, too late (ay)
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Written by: Anderson Hernandez, Aubrey Drake Graham, Boris Bergman, Joshua Scruggs, Khristopher Van Riddick-Tynes, Leon III Thomas, Ozan Yildirim, Sylvain Krief, William Leonard Roberts
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Unison Rights S.L., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
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13 facts about this song
Release Information"Gold Roses" is a single released by American rapper Rick Ross, featuring Canadian rapper Drake. It was released on July 26, 2019.
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Album InclusionThe song is a part of Rick Ross's tenth studio album, "Port of Miami 2."
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Collaboration History"Gold Roses" marks the famous duo’s return, after their previous collaboration on Drake's tracks "Money in the Grave" and "Going Bad."
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Lyrics ContentThe song lyrics shows both rappers reflecting on the imperfections of their lives despite their wealth and fame.
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Chart PerformanceFollowing its release, "Gold Roses" managed to peak at number 39 on the Billboard Hot 100.
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Grammy Nomination"Gold Roses" earned Rick Ross and Drake a nomination at the 2020 Grammy Awards for Best Rap Song.
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Critical ReceptionCritics generally had positive reviews about the song, praising the melancholic vibe and introspective lyrics from both rappers.
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Music ProductionThe song was produced by well-known hip hop producers, such as Oz and Syk Sense.
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Lengthy DurationWith a duration of almost 6 minutes, "Gold Roses" is longer than most typical pop radio songs that usually are about 3 to 4 minutes.
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Music VideoDespite featuring Drake, he does not make an appearance in the music video for "Gold Roses."
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Popular LinesA very popular line from the song is Drake's lyrics, "All smiles, Kevin Durant trials / Had to blow it on the court, I must have blew a milli'."
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Sample UsageThe song also uses a sample from R&B singer Tony Braxton's 1996 song "I Love Me Some Him."
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Song ThemeThe main theme behind "Gold Roses" is the emptiness that can come with success and fame. Both rappers delve into topics such as death, depression, and facing reality.
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