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Palm Trees, Sunshine & The Sand

Jae Millz

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[Intro] I mean, this is really like some other type shit If you don't follow me you gon' get lost But that ain't my fault [Verse 1] Fuck tryna make a dollar outta 15 cents Where I'm from niggas tryna make a brick outta 15 nicks But the streets gettin' funny like Dan Aykroyd And them numbers ? giving out got me paranoid I thank Tune for taking me on the road Cause my outcome in the hood would've been only Lord knows On the block all niggas care about is sports and clothes A lot of fights break out, but they mostly be over hoes I'm good on that, so good on that When people call me with hood gossip I say "I'll call you back" And never call em back I'm with a freak, enjoying, calling cabs Bought to take her home, smash, call a cab Nothin' but the best in my Dutch Master She on that miley, gettin trippy screamin' "Fuck me faster" Until you live it, you'll never understand The significance of palm trees, sunshine, and the sand [Hook] I'm just enjoyin' my life Thankful for my days, grateful for my nights And baby since I heard time wait for no man I'm tryna make it to the palm trees, sunshine, and the sand It ain't nothin' like palm trees, sunshine, and the sand Said it ain't nothin' like palm trees, sunshine, and the sand [Verse 2] Uh, I used to dream 'bout it Staircase, passin blunts, tellin' my team 'bout it Now divas know me, pussy I beat the cream out it Walk in the club and make a full blown scene out it Yeah it's amazing, and I'm feelin' like Steven Millz-berg Nah, I don't drink 'n drive, but I still swerve Bucketload, like fuck it though They hate to hear me talk my shit, the bad bitches love it though. (haha) It's only right I celebrate my escape You would too if you grew up with panel walls and fire 'scapes Why shouldn't I feel like I'm the shit Pull up to my brip, hop out my whip and valley like it's The Ritz Shinnin', hurtin' 'em, competition I murdered 'em My weed blew dreams, side chick Kate ? My hustle on a million, my mind on my plan And that's to maintain these palm trees, sunshine, and the sand [Hook]
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