[Intro]
I came home and gave all my niggas hope
With a pen and a pad and we ain't gotta slang dope
[Chorus]
Palm trees and pretty bitches
My niggas made it out the trenches
Look how we dodged them life sentence
This shit don't even hurt no more
They don't even call us broke no more
Man, this shit don't even hurt no more
Palm trees and pretty bitches
My niggas made it out the trenches
Look how we dodged them life sentence
This shit don't even hurt no more
They don't even call us broke no more
It don't hurt no more
[Verse 1]
I came home and gave all my niggas hope
With a pen and a pad and we ain't gotta slang dope
'Cause I'ma make it happen, nigga put me in the yo
Upload a fuckin' beat and nigga watch a nigga float
They told me switch my style, I told all them niggas no
Koly hit your street is what they tweetin' in the know
I'm on my own label, ten G's for a show
Went and bought my bitch a Benz and sold weed on the low
Last night I hit my knees, lord please let me blow
So tired of lawyer fees and co-D's up in court
Now runnin' up a check, gettin' money is my sport
My niece want a pony so I'm finna buy a Porsche
[Chorus]
Palm trees and pretty bitches
My niggas made it out the trenches
Look how we dodged them life sentence
This shit don't even hurt no more
They don't even call us broke no more
Man, this shit don't even hurt no more
Palm trees and pretty bitches
My niggas made it out the trenches
Look how we dodged them life sentence
This shit don't even hurt no more
They don't even call us broke no more
It don't hurt no more
[Verse 2]
Went from robbin' to rappin', nigga I'ma make it happen
Can't play on this team 'cause I ain't fuckin' with the captain
Them niggas be stagin', then my niggas be clappin'
It's a standing ovation, heard you niggas is actin'
I'm on my Badazz shit, you know lil Koly a savage
Same nigga who be robbin' used to run with lil Alley
Still got them old sticks and they fully automatic
Just fucked an old bitch, she say I look just like my daddy
If I ain't in a foreign then I'm probably in the Caddy
Four to a twelve nigga, dope boy magic
Corleon, any fuck nigga really want static
You say sixty-three, did acrobatics
[Chorus]
Palm trees and pretty bitches
My niggas made it out the trenches
Look how we dodged them life sentence
This shit don't even hurt no more
They don't even call us broke no more
Man, this shit don't even hurt no more
Palm trees and pretty bitches
My niggas made it out the trenches
Look how we dodged them life sentence
This shit don't even hurt no more
They don't even call us broke no more
It don't hurt no more