Palmgrove Estate
Yeah, oh, yeah
I've been on to something, I've been tryna force things
I've been living foreign, I've been tryna get it right
Say I've been hearing stories, I've been tryna rewrite
I've been tryna get clo-closer to God, so I can see him
Got eyes all around me, haters everywhere
And I never ever knew that they'd rather see me dead
It wasn't this bad since the last time I tried
Saw the devil send his demons, but You know that I'm a ride, I rise
The dead can't die
And minus all the bull, yeah, the boy doing fine
I hope you hear this song
I really hope you hear this song
Daramola on the grind
I fly with the forces, I ride with a vision
Ain't no competition
Ay, shorty looking gorgeous
But I ain't 'bout it, I'm focused
My world very different
They don't talk, I don't listen
Oh
Mama said, "Don't play with fire"
Mama said, "Don't play with fire"
And mama said, "Don't play with fire"
And mama said, "Don't play with fire"
Daramola, don't play with fire
Don't turn with the dances, I don't play the doctors
I ride with the doctor, I talked with the torture
All the time with the doctor, all the time with doc, ay
I've been on to something, I've been tryna force things
I've been living foreign, I've been tryna get it right
Say I've been hearing stories, I've been tryna rewrite
I've been tryna get clo-closer to God, so I can see him
Got eyes all around me, haters everywhere
And I never ever knew that they'd rather see me dead
It wasn't this bad since the last time I tried
Saw the devil send his demons, but You know that I'm a ride, I rise
The dead can't die
And minus all the bull, yeah, the boy doing fine
I hope you hear this song
I really hope you hear this song
Daramola on the grind
I fly with the forces, I ride with a vision
Ain't no competition
Ay, shorty looking gorgeous
But I ain't 'bout it, I'm focused
My world very different
They don't talk, I don't listen
Oh
Mama said, "Don't play with fire"
Mama said, "Don't play with fire"
And mama said, "Don't play with fire"
And mama said, "Don't play with fire"
Daramola, don't play with fire
Don't turn with the dances, I don't play the doctors
I ride with the doctor, I talked with the torture
All the time with the doctor, all the time with doc, ay
Credits
Writer(s): Abraham Olaleye
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