Rose Gold Flowers Lyrics – Deebaby

Rose Gold Flowers Lyrics Meaning

[You let ’em make it, did you wrong…]
In this part, he’s talking to someone close who let betrayal slide, even when they knew it was wrong. He’s not okay with fake loyalty, and he’s saying if you’re riding with people who are against him, then you’re choosing sides—and you’ll go down with them. He’s also opening up a little about guilt and feeling like he let someone down while being high, but at the same time, if things get dangerous, he’s down to ride and protect what’s his. It’s loyalty, but it comes with a warning.

[No more, no less, we look each other in the eyes…]
Here, it’s all about standing face to face and keeping it real. He’s not sharing his success or “the pie” with anyone who wasn’t solid with him. He’s trying to remind himself why he’s doing all this, holding on to that motivation. He compares his heart to being locked up, like something valuable and guarded. He’s taking drügs to cope and mentions paranoia about the feds watching, but he accepts that this wild life is the one he chose.

[This water right here to my chin…]
He uses the image of drowning to describe how deep in he is with pressure and problems. Even though life’s almost too much, he’s still pushing through, staying on his toes. He’s learned to survive in tough situations before they completely take over. People might see him as easy money, like a target, but that’s just the way things go in this world. He doesn’t want fake appreciation or love either—if it ain’t something real and valuable like rose gold, keep it.

[Your b!tch just ate me up for crawfish and sushi rolls…]
Now he’s flexing a bit. He’s saying that even though some of these girls got relationships, they still mess around when he’s on the road. It’s nothing new to him—he’s seen it all before. When asked about when he knew he’d make it, he confidently says he’s always known since he was three. As for hustling, he doesn’t even need to rap about the street game anymore because he’s already made it big. And if someone doesn’t want to support him, they better stay in their lane. He also talks about casual relationships—he’s not trying to build anything deep, and he’s upfront about that.

[I really served your b!tch a dream…]
In this part, he keeps it blunt—he gave someone a dream that was already prepackaged, like it’s all part of the game. He mentions a friend, Antione, and tells him to bring out the cars and rep their crew. Then he admits he’s still struggling with addiction, calling himself a fiend and saying he’s in “junkie mode,” which shows how that part of his life hasn’t gone away even with the fame.

[This water right here to my chin…]
He repeats the same lines again, kind of like a reminder of how close he is to drowning in everything. But instead of sinking, he stays sharp, keeps surviving, and pushes through. He still doesn’t want fake love or symbolic gestures that don’t mean anything. If people are going to show him love, it better be something real and rare—like rose gold.

[I’m in a bucket…]
Here, he paints the image of someone who came from the bottom. He’s in a beat-up car (the “bucket”), doesn’t want to be touched, and is sipping real stuff, not fake syrup. He reminds us that he came up from the dirt with nothing, and he had to stay focused and disciplined to build his success. Even though women want to catch a vibe with him, he’s not in the mood anymore, and there’s pain behind his eyes that just won’t leave.

[I’m tryna get up off these drügs…]
He wants to leave the drügs alone and get clean because he has another kid now. He looks back and says even his grandma knew from when he was young that he was always wild. He’s dealing with people who say they love him, but their actions don’t match their words. And the pain runs so deep that when he finally smiles, it makes his mom cry, because she knows how much he’s been through. That last line hits hard—he’s been through so much that a simple smile is a huge deal now.

[Been through so much…]
He ends it by circling back to that emotional place. Everything he’s lived through has left scars. So now, when his mom sees him smile, it’s powerful—it’s like a sign he’s still here, still fighting. That moment of joy is rare and precious. And he ends by saying, that’s your baby now—as if he’s handing off a piece of himself or his story to someone else, like saying: this is who I am, take it or leave it.