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[Hook:]
[The Game]
Feel like I sold my fucking soul to the devil
for these palm trees and these six fours, Nip
[Nipsey]
Feel like I sold my fucking soul to the devil
for these palm trees and these six fours
[The Game]
[Nipsey]
[The Game]
Wife beater
[Nipsey]
Wrist froze, platinum jesus piece
[The Game]
Nigga, mine all gold
[Nipsey]
[The Game]
Feel like I sold my fucking soul to the devil for these palm trees and six fours
[Verse 1: Nipsey]
When you come from depression, to the lust for possessions
Gotta make an impression, but you canât wait for your blessing
Model bitches stip naked, while I sip on this Texas
Iâm pushing this German, jesus piece on my neclace
These niggas gonâ test ya, and these bitches is reckless
And that money go fast, I hope you paying yoâ taxes
All the questions they askinâ, all the cameras thatâs flashinâ
All the stress that come with it, itâs like you hustling backwards
If you ainât breaking the bank, so we go hard everyday
And the sacrificial lamb is just the part that you play
When you the first one in yoâ fam to have the heart to get paid
Had the smarts to switch lanes, had the guts to be brave
Now, and now you a star on the stage
And once they cut on them lights, no turning âem off, thatâs part if the game
Wow, people caught up in your fame
And never will it be the same, this shit is expensive, the price that we pay, thatâs why I.
[Hook:]
[The Game]
Feel like I sold my fucking soul to the devil
for these palm trees and these six fours, Nip
[Nipsey]
Feel like I sold my fucking soul to the devil
for these palm trees and these six fours
[The Game]
[Nipsey]
[The Game]
Wife beater
[Nipsey]
Wrist froze, platinum jesus piece
[The Game]
Nigga, mine all gold
[Nipsey]
[The Game]
Feel like I sold my fucking soul to the devil for these palm trees and six fours
[Verse 2: The Game]
Clip tossinâ, since niggas is brick flossinâ
Now the bloods witâ Slauson so niggas go get coffins
Comptons like NFL, niggas get hit often
Heavy but I green, make niggas forget Boston
Red bone bitch, she high on blue dolphins
Head game sick, she bi and switch often
Itâs kush, bitch quit coughinâ, my six got streets talkinâ
Timbo, this shit scorchinâ, got Bloods and Crips walkinâ
Itâs Nip, so get up off him, we like Biggie and Jigga mayne
And Nickersonâs Marcy, Bed-Stuy is Slauson
My flow somethinâ like Nassir, I should put a pause here
...Run and tell them niggas the Godâs here
This California kush got me in Godâs ear
We got them Ace of Spades, but ainât no cards here
Just a Crip, a Blood, a couple exotic cars here
And these extra long clips like Lamars here, Nip
[Hook:]
[The Game]
Feel like I sold my fucking soul to the devil
for these palm trees and these six fours, Nip
[Nipsey]
Feel like I sold my fucking soul to the devil
for these palm trees and these six fours
[The Game]
[Nipsey]
[The Game]
Wife beater
[Nipsey]
Wrist froze, platinum jesus piece
[The Game]
Nigga, mine all gold
[Nipsey]
[The Game]
Feel like I sold my fucking soul to the devil for these palm trees and six four
- Álbum:
- Sunday Service