Palm Trees Interlude

(Niggas lethal in this shit for real)

(For real)

(Ohhh, ahhh, ahhh)

Yea
Its been one hell of a year
Always been a stand up guy, I was never living in fear
The day I lost my cousin I had shed a few tears
Ain't gone lie I know sometimes that life can hit you for real

I hit the mall took a couple bands and spent it on gear
Everyday I wake up fly I'm in designer for real, before I go and cop your bags got to crack me the ceil
I'm trying to see if it got a smell, make sure everything there
I seen them try to count me out but look here still I prevail

I'm a dog like a player and I know they can tell
Wont get involved unless its about cheddar, got this shit off the grail
Like Lincoln park I'm feeling numb, I'm just gone do what I feel
Just want to ball where the palm trees and the sky is clear

(Just want to ball for real)

For real

(Nah for real, for real, for real)

This shit for real

They need to hear this when they driving around LA
Only focused on tomorrow I got some cash on the way
Lil baddy with me she just want to stay out the way
I got to go and flip it, I'm trying to spend it on estates

Don't matter I do whatever it takes
(They wasn't there when I was on the road)
I was getting it in moving from state to state
(Its always best to go with what you know)

Just want to ball where the palm trees and the sky is clear
For real
This shit for real
For real



Credits
Writer(s): Keonta Phillips
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