COURT DATES (ZEMIX) ft. Jsav2heartless Lyrics

I'm in Palm Angels

I still got demons inside of me

I know you hurting inside

So you can cry to me

I ain't been feeling alive

Tell me would you die for me?

If the car had a flat tire

Would you still ride for me?

She just asked my name

I told her Fuego

I wake up make some tracks then

Go to sleep that's how my day goes

Young nigga I'm just tryna make it to the radio

They say they proud of me but deep Inside

I know they hate me though

Fill my nigga pocket with the cash

He got a bankroll

I'm cashing out too many cheques

They start to tell me that

The bank closed

Me and Jsav was some youngins

When we really thought about rapping

And I had to keep it on me

I ain't wanna get caught lacking

I'm always the first no

I will never be the last in

Give my bro a pack and

He gon flip it like gymnastics

Told her let's start over now

She bringing up the past again

Said I fucked her friend I'm boutta

Leave her in the past again

I feel like a beaver I for real

Don't give a damn again

I was Boutta quit but I said fuck it lemme try again

She just asked my name

I told her Fuego

I wake up make some tracks then

Go to sleep that's how my day goes

Young nigga I'm just tryna make it to the radio

They say they proud of me but deep inside

I know they hate me though

Fill my nigga pocket with the cash

He got a bankroll

I'm cashing out too many cheques

They start to tell me that

The bank closed

My priorities are straight

Living in hills has been my main goal

She don't fuck with me but

She still talking in my lingo

Travel to Jamaica got me

Chopping on some mangos

Niggas watch me evil eye so I really Gotta stay low

The worst on me I been through it

It felt like hell but I still lived

Pray to god for my sins

Right or wrongs

I just gotta let go

I been in this fight too long

She wanna see how I live

I'm like damn come on

This is what I been through

Juggin and finessing

So a nigga could just get through

Niggas they watching how

I live don't give a fuck

Blow the whistle

These racks keep my head straight

Just like a pistol

Damn

Shoot that shit

Nigga I been stacking 6

Niggas they got sick

Keep yo distance cuz they diss

Me and Fuego we just stacking

And we want these bands uh

SlumBaby yea my mama told me

Watch my mans uh

I fuck with basketball but

Getting money my main goal

Dodging all this pain

I'm still gon be here when the rain go

She tryna post for all the males

But I won't let her

That's yo new nigga I'm disappointed

Thought you could've done better

They tried raining on my parade

They ain't think I'd have an umbrella

Niggas say I sound the same but

A new flows getting developed

Going to the top I said "come on"

They ain't wanna listen

Ion play for the league but

I had to switch my position

We was deep inside that water

I turned to the sharks

He turned to the fishes

I turned on my location

CHF on the road to riches