[Verse 1]
Leaves falling down every week it's always autumn
Me and Sosa caught 'em
I don't think we can see a drought
Cos the water's always there we don't need no clouds
I need us a mill and a boat, a collection of codes, we ain't in it for hoes
We ain't in it for shows, we're just in it for dough, you already know
You already know, my status on low, I'm feeling to grow
A bunch of the trees, then cut off the leaves, and shot it in threes
In God I believe, in God yeah I trust, never taken her home
In the car yeah I buss, I ain't causing no fuss, we're dishing the packs
Minimal dust, I drink clean and I bop, I roll up a J
I roll on my J's, I'm with it like Hus, I put on my Vans
I hit up the roads, I can't keep my shirt, I can't keep my shoes
Take you car keys and dust, got stuck in the sand, got stuck in the mud
They didn't show us no love, we just broke down a pack, you ain't seen the bud
It comes in a sack, consign on a 9, I ain't running it back
Got love for my Turks, got love for my guys, got love for the trap
Got love for my family, no love for the ends, cos that is insanity
The borough of Brent, is where I reside
I don't bang for the ends, but I'll bang for my friends
When the time is so right, when the time is so right
[Chorus]
I wanna blow trees around some palm trees (What can I do?)
I have to keep some bruddas at an arm's reach (What can I do?)
I wanna be in Dubai at the Palm Beach (What can I do?)
But what can I do, what can I do?
Leaves falling down every week it's always autumn
Me and Sosa caught 'em
I don't think we can see a drought
Cos the water's always there we don't need no clouds
I need us a mill and a boat, a collection of codes, we ain't in it for hoes
We ain't in it for shows, we're just in it for dough, you already know
You already know, my status on low, I'm feeling to grow
A bunch of the trees, then cut off the leaves, and shot it in threes
In God I believe, in God yeah I trust, never taken her home
In the car yeah I buss, I ain't causing no fuss, we're dishing the packs
Minimal dust, I drink clean and I bop, I roll up a J
I roll on my J's, I'm with it like Hus, I put on my Vans
I hit up the roads, I can't keep my shirt, I can't keep my shoes
Take you car keys and dust, got stuck in the sand, got stuck in the mud
They didn't show us no love, we just broke down a pack, you ain't seen the bud
It comes in a sack, consign on a 9, I ain't running it back
Got love for my Turks, got love for my guys, got love for the trap
Got love for my family, no love for the ends, cos that is insanity
The borough of Brent, is where I reside
I don't bang for the ends, but I'll bang for my friends
When the time is so right, when the time is so right
[Chorus]
I wanna blow trees around some palm trees (What can I do?)
I have to keep some bruddas at an arm's reach (What can I do?)
I wanna be in Dubai at the Palm Beach (What can I do?)
But what can I do, what can I do?
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