Palm Angels, Palms Itching Songtext
von Babyface Ray

(Damn Jon Boi)
(Reuel, stop playin′ with these niggas)
Ayy

Man, don't talk me to death, I was taught by the best
Ain′t nobody hold my hand, had to walk by myself
I got hunger in my face, I got diamonds on my chest
Never know when they on you, so I set it on my left
They don't got it when you need it, but they got it in they raps
Man, I got it out the mud, fucked it up, and got it back
I left a dime off in Neimans, nigga still went down to Saks
Rap cap-ass nigga, you must be a college grad (cap)


Ooh, ooh
Man, I made a living off of YouTube (damn)
I don't fuck with thug, but Boo cool (he cool)
2130 just for two shoes (Chanel)
Ayy, put your city up
Wish you should see me now
I got a text from lil′ mama, "Can you beat me down?"
Pussy last, money first, that′s what we about
Boy be fuckin' up a bag when you see him out

It′s a Lam' if I lay, goin′ HAM, MIA
Know that every other bullet, it gon' jam if you spray
Thinkin′ I'ma get a knot, I'll be damned if I wait
Never had to sit at spots, man, I started off with weight, yeah

Nigga like me ain′t even had to pick the mic up, man
I had a promising future in this bag shit, you hear me?
You around this shit, this shit ain′t-
Can't make this shit up, nigga
Ooh, ooh
(Damn)
Ooh, ooh (he cool)
(Chanel)
Ooh, ooh (damn)