PALM TREES WALKING Lyrics
- Genre:Gospel
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Not gon' lie to y'all, life been so good
I just been lettin' God lead the way
I ain't had no worries, I ain't stressin
I ain't worried about nothin', you feel me
I'm at a resort right now
Kickin' my feet up
I'm about to get up, before I walk
I just been walkin' through the palm trees
They say they can't find me, but I'm not hiding
Ready for my enemy, like Gucci, like I'm Italy
I'm grindin' like it's ten in me, but it's only one in me
Just open up your eyes and see, don't ask me dumb questions like
Why I'm not settling? You think I'm not gettin' to a bag
You must be kiddin' me, got me gold dropped out to my knees
I ask for everything, my girl hold me down
Through thick and thin, she deserve better than me
I just stopped havin' felonies, now I need some lawyer fees
I'm stackin' high, I'm stayin' down, pop out like, remember me
Keep my shooters tucked around, even though I went holy
Movin' by my lonely, your kids call me OG
Money can't buy you happiness, so I'ma rent it out
You heard, I ain't really grindin', that's just word I'm off
I can't fall in love like what you talkin' about
If she wanna ride with me, it's only me
She better thug it out, because I'm blowin' up
I had to restart, gotta learn how to reboot
Cut all of my women off, and I ain't tryin' regroup
Really never took a loss, movin' too emotional
Makin' bands from coast to coast, but now I'm tryin' save the most
Positive, I'm givin' hope, runnin' like I cut the rope
Mama, we not slave no more, she talkin' like that's all she know
Racin' through them red lights, we learn how to let it go
I can't be no jailbird, so I had to find my soul
It's kinda hard to sleep, I'm wishin' life moves slow
I can see the devil tryin' to creep, he act like I don't know
Yeah, my life been all around, I been high and low
So I'm ten toes, I never break the code
But look up, every time I pop out, see a baddie like, what's up
She don't want relationships, but she just tryin' work
Party goin' up, they say my life look like a club
But I ain't tryin' to, no, life gettin' crazy
So I still keep a pole, for my life and my God, I let it blow
No, I'm not tryin' to sound evil, I'm just lettin' you know
Life gettin' cold, uh
I just been walkin' through the palm trees, they say they can't find me
But I'm not hiding, ready for my enemies
Like Gucci, like I'm Italy, I'm grindin' like it's ten in me
But it's only one in me, just open up your eyes and see
Don't ask me dumb questions like, why I'm not settling