[Intro] I came home and gave all my niggas hope With a pen and a pad and we ain't gotta slang dope
[Chorus] Palm trees and pretty bitches My niggas made it out the trenches Look how we dodged them life sentence This shit don't even hurt no more They don't even call us broke no more Man, this shit don't even hurt no more Palm trees and pretty bitches My niggas made it out the trenches Look how we dodged them life sentence This shit don't even hurt no more They don't even call us broke no more It don't hurt no more
[Verse 1] I came home and gave all my niggas hope With a pen and a pad and we ain't gotta slang dope 'Cause I'ma make it happen, nigga put me in the yo Upload a fuckin' beat and nigga watch a nigga float They told me switch my style, I told all them niggas no Koly hit your street is what they tweetin' in the know I'm on my own label, ten G's for a show Went and bought my bitch a Benz and sold weed on the low Last night I hit my knees, lord please let me blow So tired of lawyer fees and co-D's up in court Now runnin' up a check, gettin' money is my sport My niece want a pony so I'm finna buy a Porsche
[Chorus] Palm trees and pretty bitches My niggas made it out the trenches Look how we dodged them life sentence This shit don't even hurt no more They don't even call us broke no more Man, this shit don't even hurt no more Palm trees and pretty bitches My niggas made it out the trenches Look how we dodged them life sentence This shit don't even hurt no more They don't even call us broke no more It don't hurt no more
[Verse 2] Went from robbin' to rappin', nigga I'ma make it happen Can't play on this team 'cause I ain't fuckin' with the captain Them niggas be stagin', then my niggas be clappin' It's a standing ovation, heard you niggas is actin' I'm on my Badazz shit, you know lil Koly a savage Same nigga who be robbin' used to run with lil Alley Still got them old sticks and they fully automatic Just fucked an old bitch, she say I look just like my daddy If I ain't in a foreign then I'm probably in the Caddy Four to a twelve nigga, dope boy magic Corleon, any fuck nigga really want static You say sixty-three, did acrobatics
[Chorus] Palm trees and pretty bitches My niggas made it out the trenches Look how we dodged them life sentence This shit don't even hurt no more They don't even call us broke no more Man, this shit don't even hurt no more Palm trees and pretty bitches My niggas made it out the trenches Look how we dodged them life sentence This shit don't even hurt no more They don't even call us broke no more It don't hurt no moreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
