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Palo Santo

Larry June
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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 for a 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 I'm borderline 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 Rocket Laying low, twelve on my back like John Stockton Gucci link, '88 like who coppin'? Just for the kit on the coupe cost two dollars Make a juice in the morning, count a couple dollars Like the Palo Santo, toss on some midnight If I ain't getting to it, I don't sleep right Can't stop now, gotta keep fighting The sound of xylophones fill my home Smoke from the bong, Eastside my time zone Up jump the phone, 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 moving, had to back pedal 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 hunting I took everything, them niggas, they ain't really want it They never been inside the ring with a real opponent We ain't sparring, I'ma scar 'em up and pick apart 'em Can't nobody call me off lit, what you call it? Cry for help, they self-destructive alcoholics They barely G-League and we playoff balling Double Ferraris, but that ain't funny mirrors Bitch, they really in here, and I'm being sincere We been wearing minks here Diamond Cuban links, we rinse 'em off in marble sinks, yeah These slated for twenty-eight, but I got 'em this year