Garden Lyrics

Aw man

Damn

Right back at 'em

Way better

Volume 3



[Verse 1:]

Way more smarter than my last tape

I get way more harder when that ass shake

With my shit in that

I get in that

With the thought in my head like I hope it lasts

Real young boy that's making cash

I'm realizing I can make a stack

For a rainy day when they coming back

We young niggas

We fresh swag

Got the whole world in the bag

Roof in the grass now the speakers on blast

Whole shit made it to the news stands

I grind hard in these new jeans

I never ever stop where the weather really hot

Where the homie ran the streets and that's why he got

shot

Used to bang on my nigga

That's life on the block

That's peer pressure for your ass

Girl, tell me how I can destroy your past

You growing up, didn't know no better

And I'm blowing up, my show got better

You create some shine you know what's next up

Streets start talking, name getting brought up

Hop on now cause the train ain't stopping

Used to try my hardest

Still wanna be an artist

Never was a rapper didn't wanna be trapped in

At school, no work, just a black pen

Composition pad where the kid wrote raps in

That's where I got sleeping in class

Never really dozed off but we dream so fast

Leave my past and stay in my dome

At the hotel I just stay in my room

Stuck in my zone

Answer my phone

Say I'm a catch my flight and I'm coming back home



[Chorus:]

Please don't let me go

I just wanna know

Told you not to leave

And I promise we will grow

Life is like a garden

Don't end where you started

Remind me of that feeling

When I wake up in the morning



[Verse 2:]

Take you out to eat

Bring out the freak

Can't tell you everything it's about to be

She know a young nigga stunting

Only dumb niggas fronting

Never run from the money

Give you a run for your money

Customized Greatly

Same young Casey

For a number pen

I'm about to cop everything

Enjoy wins and the things that life brings

She go to school & church, that's wifey

Young Veggies, Young Veggies

It's Young what? I'll say it again

You'll fall in love if you gave me a chance

Trying to make me a man but I already am

Love of the game

Don't put trust in the fame

Full of wack ass lames throwing salt in your name

That was just to let you know

Watch what you get into

Cause these fucking streets ain't what they cracked up

to be

Hate in my heart

Never been scared

Got another thing coming if you matching up with me

On my way to stardom

Never was about problems

So my cousin going to handle that ass for free

I shaded up and I got better

New whip

I dropped cheddar

That new joint

I'm going to met her

And I'm just ignoring my phone ringing like...



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[Verse 3:]

Let it go then let me know

If you find out what your mind about

Ain't nothing better than a brand new mindset

Plus a rolex and spot to spend time at

Buying that if you figure where your grind at

I speak about it a lot because I'm about that

In the back of the check she wasn't out here

Boy, I need your respect? I swear we don't care

Real come at your neck to get the whole spread

Break it down and inspect to get it whole sale

Got cash in my pocket at the hotel

Having fun living life like oh well

She got the arc in the back

So I know it ain't flat

Girl show me where it's at

So I can go on and attack

She inspire me

High off life, man

The hit of that irony worth a whole lifespan

Real young black nigga from the hood

Getting money from the white man

And my girl light skin

Lot of rappers say all that good music doubting

Then my whole city been holding me down proudly

Might press CD's and I'm outie

Bottle of Moscato and me and my girl about it

Whole world yours

Learned that on Illmatic

Swear I been had it

Just had to grab it

I'm a sinner

And I know it

But God made me feel so heroic

Niggas be talking

Never even show it

Got something to say?

Feel free

I'm open

Roll with my music

Taught a lot of niggas how to move quick

Since I made up my mind I'm gonna do it back in '06

Shout out to my niggas that are no longer here

That don't mean them dudes died

They just no longer here

Got to learn to do it for yourself

And no longer fear

All the negative shit that people throw in your ear

If I'm a do it I'm a be great

Just tell me if you relate

You punchline ass rappers represent the shit that we

hate

Cause everything I spit helped me cop new Prada

Got new flows and I got new money

Young'n on his shit

And my brother need a whip

And he had half of his

Here go $2200

Bro I got you



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