SOS and SoloSam - TREE

Now money ain't Really
My concept
million in the bank
Do fill up yo conscious
Feelin what you thank
Don't help you prosper
Actn brand new
Won't win yo oscars
Poppa said boi act proper
And I Let god be my doctor
He gon make all right calls
He gon make all the light fall

On a real Nigga
Flip bills just to fill bigga
Y'all got lil pictures
I gotta big dreams
Hanging off a mezzanine
Popn out a magazine
I can deal witcha
Food for thought
Ain't a meal witcha
Issa real issue
Niggas cry cry
When the drive by
They need real tissue

everytime i close my eyes i know im on a rise darkest day be in yo past and now you find the light when it calls you
just know you gon be free
all i ask want you
roll up the x4
tree with me
go head be with me
roll up the x4 tree with me
go head be with me

My mind ain't really been sound around my level
Can't stop now
Put the pounds on pedal
Till the boi can't breathe And the ground hit shovel Inner found my peace
In a dark old cave
On some allegory
Put my life on page Cause
they try and. Cage us Wrapped around In minimum wages Burn the town
cause that's outrageous
I been down
Since crack
Done raised up
Y'all been clowning
I been drowning
In all my hopes
While the world just ends They been grab in rope
I'm a grab this blicky
Let it pop Fuck a foid
When life get tricky
Imma mind my own
And roll this sticky
And breathe my nigga
Just breathe

everytime i close my eyes i know im on a rise darkest day be in yo past and now you find the light when it calls you
just know you gon be free
all i ask want you
roll up the x3
stop
i ask gahd

deliver me patience without you word
i dont see through
i ask yah
to humble me gracious without yo word
i wont see through

Written by:
Samuel Jr Akainyah

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Lyrics © Sentric Music

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