Kuljon - What is a bucket?

Ridin' through the countryside, shades low sun peakin' over mountain tops
Sloping water falls carving through the rock, spring fed savor every single drop
Cool like the A/C on this bus got me in a haze, sky set ablaze
Fire red pink, was it twisted leaf, autumn green got me on this wave
Black bonnet music thumpin'
Hoodie pulled over face
White Cottage on the cliff see me solo vibin' lately bumpin' ye
Finger pickin' hummin' singin' ciggy bummin' heel clickin' pickin' swiss wine grapes
All the Vini's slumpin' scenery is stunnin' legally becomin' some time late
Hey
All of their pockets in jeopardy
What are they askin', what is a bucket
Shootin my shots from the 33
Don't stop the clappin', f**k it I love it
Glimpse when you're reaching my pedigree
Treats for a King and his company
Livin' a dream like a lullaby
Closed eyes and grinnin' teeth
Seven years ago five foot tall
Thinkin' I can do it all but ball
Not including that girl in the hallway
Made me feel small but nah
Seven years before that, oil pastel up in my right hand
Sunflowers on a yellow canvas
Pale Dutch man with orange hair I never knew
One day I'd end up in Amsterdam
Rollin' and bakin' with Pete an dem
Skatin' on ice in the freezin' wind
Hands 'hind my back got me leanin' in
Frozone so icy I'm chillin' chillin'
Vibe with Diana from Kazakhstan
Throw on my coat with the vintage feelin'
Float with the grass and an olive branch
Hash with my eggs and a pancake stack
Grab the wrap
Where's the pack
In the bag
Handle that
Could not imagine I'd live like that
Run it back
Look at that
Young and Black
Livin' so fast
Baking cookies man I'm talkin' the gas
Looky looky it's a bundle of cash
All my n***as wanna get it so bad
Everybody wanna get it so bad
All of their pockets in jeopardy
What are they askin', what is a bucket
Shootin my shots from the 33
Don't stop the clappin', f**k it I love it
Glimpse when you're reaching my pedigree
Treats for a King and his company
Livin a dream like a lullaby
Closed eyes and grinnin' teeth
All of their pockets in jeopardy
What are they askin', what is a bucket
Shootin my shots from the 33
Don't stop the clappin', f**k it I love it
Glimpse when you're reaching my pedigree
Treats for a King and his company
Livin a dream like a lullaby
Closed eyes and grinnin' teeth

Written by:
Kuljon Pierre

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