Lyrics:
must be something in the water
Sippin' gin and juice
Laying underneath the palm trees
(Undone)
The boys break their necks
Tryin' to creep a little
The hopeful boy turned into a pessimist
The drive is gone cos nothing can change all this
Living in a world that has gone mad
While you wish upon the dreams
live while you can,
Don't you see your dreams lie right in the palm of your hand
And as he spoke, he spoke, ordinary words
Though they did not feel
that you dream of
Once in a lullaby
Don't get me started on the AD I'll go AB
He just rode my success like a wave in Hawaii
I gave it my all yea and so
Let’s go deep, buy some time
Down to the beach to the water line
Cross my heart, I’ll give you my
Bonfire dreams for summer lies
Mesmerized by
it
There is another world in the palm of your hand
Here and on the by and by hello
Waiting on the money that can take a group of us around the world
Yeah... Bucks... In The Bucks We Trust
I keep on getting better by the day
I'm working gotta an album on the way
I'm thankful for the blessings that
Yeah, clear enough for ya.
Why niggas look mad.
Y'all supposed to be happy I'm free.
Y'all look like you wanted me to stay in jail
Old busters.
free!
Y'all niggaz look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail, hahah!
Hoe bustaz
Picture me rollin in my 500 Benz
I got no love for these niggaz,
the world, the land and the sea
To make your discoveries
Just a shell of a man, the absence of a plan
Our dreams in the palm of your hand
Well maybe I'm
trees, my palm raise a profit
Saw that Westside and then locked it
Got your girl heart in my pocket, word
H town in my cup, OG in my blunt
Crenshaw
No words, no dreams and then one day
A writer by a fire imagined all of Gaia
Took a journey into a child-man's heart
A painter on the shore
scarred uh
Heart felt dreams still swimming in the sorrow
What up right now i waiting for tomorrow
Gotta wash the sheets cause ashes in bed
Had to wash
depends
If I crawl or stand no infant shit
My palms and hands both in a grip
Prayin' for some peace of mind
At least peanut or pecan-sized, is that nuts?
I
to stay in jail
Ho bustas
Picture me rollin' in my 500-Benz
I got no love for these niggas, there's no need to be friends
They got me under
The Palm Pact, already knew
Know exactly what we do
Toodaloo I'm chewing blues
And I'm drowning in booze
Take a sniff getting loose
Bitch I'm rare like
Yo, I wrote this hook seven years ago[00:07.82]I kept it ever since[00:10.46]They're judging so often, put your dreams in a coffin[00:13.02]Full
Diploma in my hand my mama proud no regrets
Now these 16 bars gone get my homies out the jects
Reparations never coming round i must collect
Too many dreams
And the flowers stands were pretty
And for the first time in forever
I could think of someone new
And I prayed it wasn't just a dream
Awaking from six months
never fell off that cliff
Let's get it started
9/29, oh, ay, I've been a target
Whether in New Orleans or when I set it off
With the bars in the morning
Oou
Na na na na na
Oou
She just turned 29
And her friends
A much older group
And they say it's cool too
I don't even know
What I'm doing
In this room
the Deagle yeah, you cheapen life by being here
Cheat the reaper with a sheet, a liter, reefer by the kilo
Dream recurrent of a sea of people, they deceitful
crap and smack
It all gets passed around
Screw you up
And that's how they keep you down
Then they have you
In the palm of their hand
Then they have you
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