CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Gardens 29

Gardens 29

I’m running faster everyday
I picked my poison; ecstasy I’m
Really really high all day minds
Running crazy its a maze

Said it’s amazing
Hates okay cuz
I got baes and
I got laid in
f**kin Asia
pu**y tasting
Praisin Satan
Please don’t hate me

It’s a little bit like wow I’m
Just tryna see snow
Not like the white dope
More like the ice though

Callin me white, bro
Taller in height so
Fall in the line yo
Fell in your tight girl
Fallin fallin fallin fallin fallin
Fell in your wife hoe
d**k tall like the Eiffel
Baze dancing in the aisles

Back to the days in the Carrefour vibes and
Wish I went back to the Gardens 29…
Poured out my heart in Gardens 29
Baze telling me that I was just blind
Called up her phone
With another guy

How dare you be with someone else other than me
You cheat - I
Sold my life and bled and bleeded, seething through my teeth and
Trusted you, freak
Well, cheating maybe no but -
Friends that you call bro
Hate me before they even know
Me - So how am I to know
Your days you spend at home
Aren’t alone in bed with your bro - man

Cuz my days are spent with Baze
Gardens 29 Panama World Cup trophies
Didn’t need drugs or a bag full of weed
We’re just family and f**kin crazy

Cuz my days are spent with Baze
Gardens 29 Panama World Cup trophies
Didn’t need drugs or a bag full of weed
We’re just family and f**kin crazy

Cuz my days are spent with Joshy
Gardens 29 Panama World Cup trophies
Didn’t need drugs or a bag full of weed
We’re just family and f**kin crazy

Cuz my days are spent with Joshy
Gardens 29 Panama World Cup trophies
Didn’t need drugs or a bag full of weed
We’re just family and f**kin crazy

Lazy, and we so crazy
Got your girl and her friends calling me Bazey
Under the sheets and windows getting hazy
Josh on Kendrick, flows getting wavy
Man like Hendrix, whiskey daily
Vodka, cranberry, gin & Bailey
I don’t drink I been poppin them lately
Dokha Hits and puffs of EC

Where am I from and where is my home
And where is the fame and where is the dope
Spittin on my shirt when I take EC tokes
Rapping from my brain knee deep in my thoughts
Rugrat suicidal? No
Rugrat going viral? No
Rugrat just beat switching thinking that he’s very vital? Yeh

Made all my demons
I don’t blame
I’m the reason
Such a shame
It’s a treason
Big Bang
I believe in

Say what your thinkin’
OJ I be sippin’
Okay you be simpin’
No way
That’s affliction

Cuz my days are spent with Baze
Gardens 29 Panama World Cup trophies
Didn’t need drugs or a bag full of weed
We’re just family and f**kin crazy

Retrospect nothing
Take pride in puffing
Dokha hitting out the window
5 in the morning
Baze still snoring
Birds caw cawing
Cough I’m still buzzing