Canary Palm Lyrics

I put it on myself, I know the smell of hell

I made it through the furnace, any form of human spell

Orange Melo Pearl, Russian Sable fur

All them tables turned, I kissed but never learned to tell

It's blood on the leaves, dreams of Miami Beach

Plenty major keys and I could use some more relief

I need soul food, things that put my mind at ease

Dreamer's boulevard, the typa dreams that bring me peace

At seventeen, it's misconceptions, falling outta grace

At eighteen, I'm living back and forth with my mistakes

I turned twenty and had to learn to control my fate

I'm losing out on relationships but I found my place

Just hand me juice, I need something off for this fettuccine

A conversation we had to break with Vodka Martini

It's never easy, you saw it all when you came to see me

Paddle with dragons, I'm keeping up with the new Khaleesi

Speaking from a place that needs a chance

Hot supply but they hide the demand, in any case I beat the mass

Loaded systems I don't need to blast

Consciousness is on my cortex, melanin is on my flesh

We can pray but I prefer with hands

Poverty not my typa romance, be the force so we advance

Still I praise vernac', I'm pure black

Joburg city cause I need the flash, I don't need to move with gas

Start a pack with broke billionaires

Money is the root of our defense, a message to my only fans

To the world, it don't make any sense

Demonstration with money affairs, bands make a nigga dance

My W's are made with twice the lows

Master the pen with a couple flows, fully fleshed, don't need a ghost

I might just take it where it really goes, the opposite of where the wind blows

Money visits familiar roads

Going harder when I think of home, attach the patience when I think of Rome

Conversations with the bros, it's high time we learn to paddle boats

I don't wanna make it on my own, whatever started has to grow

I've been grinding, grinding, grinding

I've been tryna live this life

I've been tryna live this life