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$amaad - palm angels (1300 finale) lyrics
[intro]
1300 to the death of me, stripes like a referee
(the real child of drama)
yah, yeah
(dslikenintendo you’re crazy)
yeah
[chorus]
i got palm angels dripping from all angles (all angles)
even my ankles, socks came from jacob (came from jacob)
find another n_gga like drama you can’t name ’em (can’t name ’em)
give then hoes back to the streets i can’t save ’em
cookies bows all in the street but we ain’t bake ’em (we ain’t bake ’em)
love these hose they love me but i don’t save ’em, naw
you could get let go n_gga, even my best b_tch (my best b_tch)
i had enough i’ll say it with my chest b_tch (i say it with my chest b_tch)
[verse 1]
why i’m afraid you bleed the same like the rest of us (like the rest of us)
i want some money and some chains like the rest of us (like the rest of us)
got money but i’m still in pain like the rest of us (like the rest of us)
i told the cops to they face they ain’t arresting us (they ain’t arresting us)
give us some money you’ll probably see the best in us (probably see the best in us)
ain’t no catching us we on the 10 riding flexing up
f_ck it i’ma pour another cup, i’m escaping this
still living trapped inside my head i ain’t escaping sh_t (nah for real)
she got her reasons i ain’t mad and i don’t hate the b_tch (ion hate)
what it take to switch you’ll f_ck around and find out (yeah)
he talking street put up for real these n_ggas hiding out (yeah)
not in the field he ain’t make it to the tryout n_gga (aye)
yeah
1300 ’til the death of me, stripes like a referee (stripes like a referee)
give me some money you’ll probably see the best in me n_gga (yeah)
love me but they won’t applaud me, it’s still all me (still all me)
still love you you could call me, not solve me (still call me)
i’m the goat if you ask me n_gga they all weak (n_ggas they all weak)
laughing to the bank them broads could never ball me (could never ball)
i spent a couple on them jeans i like the way they fit (like the way they fit)
i ain’t feel nothing off the lean feel like i don’t exist (like i don’t exist)
i spent like nothing on this drip money don’t exist (nah for real)
2500 on a fit b_tch i’m really lit (nah for real)
[chorus]
i got palm angels dripping from all angles (all angles)
even my ankles, socks came from jacob (came from jacob)
find another n_gga like drama you can’t name ’em (can’t name ’em)
give then hoes back to the streets i can’t save ’em (nah for real)
cookies bows all in the street but we ain’t bake ’em (nah for real)
love these hose they love me but i don’t save ’em, naw (aye, nah for real)
you could get let go n_gga, even my best b_tch (my best b_tch)
i had enough i’ll say it with my chest b_tch (i say it with my chest b_tch)
[outro]
aye
1300 to the death of me, stripes like a referee (nah for real)
yeah
1300 to the death of me, stripes like a referee (nah for real)
never let a n_gga get the best of me, nah
i’d never let a n_gga get the best of me, nah
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