Palm Trees in Memphis

[Intro]

Ay you ever seen palm trees in Memphis nigga? (I doubt it)

Probably not huh

Come visit my crib (Gotti Estates)

[Verse 1]

Look

Poverty, yeah we come from poverty

Palm trees in my backyard

Now we sleeping luxury

Chandelier like 250

Grip here long as you wit' me

Don't nothing else really mean shit (Why not?)

Cuz you was here when I ain't have shit (My nigga)

Ectasy's on the Rolls Royce's

Stable in my garage, that's a lot of horses

Cars that look like Foot Locker, that's a lot of Forces

And Dior's, look like I just got a shoe endorsement

I be talkin' to myself, it's like I'm hearing voicеs

Stay street or go corporate, them really thе choices

I'm sorry I'm gangsta

Never pay for enforcements

When it's time to slide

I'm the one to endorse it

I know that I'm bigger

Mo' money, mo' problems

In my city, who richer?

Point 'em out & we'll rob 'em

Street addiction, addict

I'm far from average

But my mind still savage

Which shaped my habits

[Chorus]

Blue skies

Black tint

Cavale floors

Electric fence

No suicide thoughts 'less it was on the doors

Feel like it's niggas wit' money vs professional whores

Palm trees, no Palm Angels

Mama praying for me, keep me out of danger

Mama pray for me, help me wit' this anger

What happened to my niggas?

I see nothing but strangers

[Verse 2]

Gotti, how it feel?

Not only did you make it out, you took some niggas wit' you

That say a lot about you

Why would niggas doubt you? (I don't know)

Where would Memphis be without you?

How many times I prove you wrong?

I didn't put on for my city, nigga, I put my city on

The streets planted these seeds

Nowadays it's like we print money or money grow on trees

My house feel like a hotel, sometimes I can't believe it

Let's suffocate these pussies

Now let these niggas breathe

'Cause what if this a dream?

I wake back up, I'm right back in the hood, fuck you mean?

And all I see is bushes in the yard, no palm trees

Street nigga life not fair

But that won't be a light scare

That'll be a nightmare

[Chorus]

Blue skies

Black tint

Cavale floors

Electric fence

No suicide thoughts less it was on the doors

Feel like it's niggas wit' money vs professional whores

Palm trees, no Palm Angels

Palm trees, and a lot of angels