Teyana Taylor - Rose in harlem

^AmA rose in Harlem, ^{C Bm Am}a rose in Harlem ^{C Bm} [Verse 1] Been through m^Amore than a lil' bit Been through more than a lil' bit But I ain't c^Emallin' no names out No, no free promotion Naw, n^Caw I ain't late, I don't do due dates No sn^Feak diss, no sneak shit That's just how I was raised Had to g^Amet it out the soil I been down, I been loyal When you r^Emeally hold it down Niggas ain't even really down for ya Oh ^Cno, what a shame 10 years in the game Niggas l^Fike 'You ain't hot? You ain't pop yet? What's up wit' you and Ye?'

^Am(A rose in Harlem)^{C Bm} Grew out the concrete ^Am(A rose in Harlem)^{C Bm} You know it ain't sweet ^Am(A rose in Harlem)^{C Bm} Can't tell me a^Amny- any- any- anything

^CIt ^Bmbe the o^Cnes who say they ride for you It be the o^Gnes, the ones you love, them too It be the o^Fnes who swear they real, not true It be them on^Ees, It be them ones Don't get caught up It be the o^Cnes, the ones you closest too It be the o^Gnes, the ones you trust - them too It be the o^Fnes, the ones you look up to It be the o^Enes ^DmDon't get caught up, young girl

^Am(A rose in Harlem)^{C Bm} Grew out the concrete ^Am(A rose in Harlem)^{C Bm} You know it ain't sweet ^Am(A rose in Harlem)^{C Bm} Can't tell me a^Amny- any- any- anything

Been through m^Amore than a lil' bit Been through more than a lil' bit But I ain't ca^Emllin' no names out No, no free promotions If it ai^Cn't 'bout blessings I can't even address it I just bo^Fught my third house No album out and I got 'em asking 'What do she ^Amdo?' I do everything I move everything P^Emut that on my wedding ring Put that on my baby n^Came All these fake smiles These chicks must just came from a d^Fentist I can tell it ain't genuine I get so offended

^Am(A rose in Harlem)^{C Bm} Grew out the concrete ^Am(A rose in Harlem)^{C Bm} You know it ain't sweet ^Am(A rose in Harlem)^{C Bm} Can't tell me a^Amny- any- any- anything

^CIt ^Bmbe the o^Cnes who say they ride for you It be the o^Gnes, the ones you love, them too It be the o^Fnes who swear they real, not true It be them on^Ees, It be them ones Don't get caught up It be the o^Cnes, the ones you closest too It be the o^Gnes, the ones you trust - them too It be the o^Fnes, the ones you look up to It be the o^Enes ^DmDon't get caught up, young girl

^AmA rose in Harlem,^{C Bm Am}a rose in Harlem ^{C Bm Am}A rose in Harlem,^{C Bm Am}a rose in Harlem ^{C Bm} |Ab Bb Eb Bb |Ab Bb Eb Bb Don't get caught up, young girl