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Drive Slow

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The seeds I've sown have begun to grow and ima start to harvest

From palm trees, throw shade down on where we've started

Keep your pennies, don't need your opinion (uh)

Well you do you, i'll be pleased to forgive you

Then we can chill by the window

Watching the clouds blow in through the moonlight

A pastime I indulge in when the star's bright

Just give me space and let me aline the planets

Weight of the world on my shoulders, I wonder if I can manage

I swam across the Atlantic

In search of some Cali weather expanding

The plan we had way back in 2000

Plus seventeen or so years, that shit was astounding like

Grateful for the love and the ones who keeping me grounded

When Lucifer creeps

And staying thirsty for the poison when vices are cheap

Take me to the garden of Eden where I'll be starvin'

By the way, I'll probably be having to beg your pardon

Thinkin' of living out my days under palm trees

Down the avenue I need to drive slow

Just help me cross these trees in my palm please

So I can simmer down and get my eyes low

One day I wanna build a house out of palm trees

Prayin' I can leave behind my homeland

Just fly me south of the border

When November comes, I'll say my goodbyes

There's little chance I'll ever come back

Right before I leave

I got some unfinished business I need to tend to

See, keeping my side of the street clean is paramount before I depart

Attempting to infiltrate the circle of stars (not really my style) but

Money, women, daily on the Daniel sippin'

Runnin', killing, these habits has got the devil grinnin'

Mummy

Grimace is just hopin' that the cycle's finished

She's seen it before and a daddy who had her kids

Now im praying not for a kindred spirit

Nor am I praying for higher horses or righteous livin'

He made some mistakes and I guess I made them too

Yeah, well only I saw from a different point of view

Awkward, she had to break the news

End of a tether

Cut them off cold like some wintery weather

Both growing old, leading lives that were separate

Missed out on Cupid's attendance

But luckily for this child in question

That only gave him the desire

Just to go and spend my days under palm trees

Down the avenue I need to drive slow

Just help me cross these trees in my palm please

So I can simmer down and get my eyes low

One day I wanna build a house out of palm trees

Prayin' I can leave behind my homeland

Just fly me south of the border when November comes

I'll say my goodbyes

There's little chance I'll ever come back

P.S. I can't forget my shopping list

Got myself a bit of some property

Maybe in the city or in 'the sticks'

Or plane tickets to paradise where the ocean lives

One day I'll sail in the distance with a pack of Silver rizla

Some personal effects or maybe one or two scriptures

Explainin' that i'm only comin' back on one condition

Umbrella in his hand, the wizard telling me to listen

Look, careful in the rain

You'll catch a cold if your unprepared

I'm an outlaw, I don't need your rules

I live by the kick and snare

Plus some ivories to lullaby myself to sleep

When I was smoking way too much to slumber naturally

Yeah, uh, and as this flower grows

I'm asking myself if I ever will return

'Cause life is a dream when you're under palm trees

And just for that reason I say I can't leave

"Why, come back?

Why did, you need to disappear?

You're home, with him."

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