Palo Santo E

For sure. You feel what I'm sayin'? My motherfuckin' brother, man. Uh. Larry, oh, well-Sometimes I wonder if this life Really meant for me I got the money and The fame, but is it meant for me? I used to be in a race with my Own freedom I been through a whole lot, Man, you wouldn't believe it I used to pray That I would hit four thousand grams A one-way Greyhound out to AZ A teardrop on my face, Them was my lowest times Thankful 'cause them days Really made me me If you can't do the Time, don't do the crime My boy The Line One of the hottest niggas that'll hit the mic If you gon' do it, nigga, do it right SF90 with the chinky eyes Sock it to my Pocket like John Rocker Layin' load twelve on my Back like John Stockton Gucci link, Eighty-eight like, "Who coppin'?" Just put a kit on the coupe, cost two Dollars Make a juice and I'm on the count A couple dollars Like the Palo Santo, Toss on some midnight If I ain't gettin' to It, I don't sleep right Can't stop now, Gotta keep fightin' You take it either way want To. You take it if you wanna be like Me, or you can take it if you wanna Stay away from all the way. The sound of Xylophones fill my home Smoke from the bong, Eastside my time zone Up jump the four-hundred Spokes, fresh chrome All a nigga want, But still I'm not done My Benz come with A cellphone, bitch, it's really on I had to Do it movin', had to backpedal on her Like I'm busy at the moment, but I truly do Want you You cool up in here, mama, we Got eyes on you Yeah, they shooters, but they Cool niggas, they really my homies Paved the Driveway, I parked some Bentleys on it Done that Shit my way, independent only If it's really money, I'm there in a jiffy huntin' I took everything, Them niggas, they ain't really want it They never Been inside the ring with a real opponent We Ain't spar, and I'ma scar 'em up and pick Apart 'em Can't nobody call me off, lil', what You call it? Cry for help, they self-destructive Alcoholics They barely G-League and we Playoff-boundin' Double Ferraris, But that ain't funny mirrors Bitch, they really in Here And I'm being sincere We been wearin' mink Tears Diamond Cuban links, we rinse 'em off in Marble sinks, yeah These slated for twenty-eight, But I got 'em this year Yeah, yeah. OBM Out. Fuck Nigga, and it's OBN out. Most gangin' Bitches in the motherfuckin' game.