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Garden Lyrics - Artist : Casey Veggies
Aw man
Damn
Right back at 'em
Way better
Volume 3

[Verse 1:]
Way more smarter than my last tape
I get way more harder when that ass shake
With my shit in that
I get in that
With the thought in my head like I hope it lasts
Real young boy that's making cash
I'm realizing I can make a stack
For a rainy day when they coming back
We young niggas
We fresh swag
Got the whole world in the bag
Roof in the grass now the speakers on blast
Whole shit made it to the news stands
I grind hard in these new jeans
I never ever stop where the weather really hot
Where the homie ran the streets and that's why he got shot
Used to bang on my nigga
That's life on the block
That's peer pressure for your ass
Girl, tell me how I can destroy your past
You growing up, didn't know no better
And I'm blowing up, my show got better
You create some shine you know what's next up
Streets start talking, name getting brought up
Hop on now cause the train ain't stopping
Used to try my hardest
Still wanna be an artist
Never was a rapper didn't wanna be trapped in
At school, no work, just a black pen
Composition pad where the kid wrote raps in
That's where I got sleeping in class
Never really dozed off but we dream so fast
Leave my past and stay in my dome
At the hotel I just stay in my room
Stuck in my zone
Answer my phone
Say I'm a catch my flight and I'm coming back home

[Chorus:]
Please don't let me go
I just wanna know
Told you not to leave
And I promise we will grow
Life is like a garden
Don't end where you started
Remind me of that feeling
When I wake up in the morning

[Verse 2:]
Take you out to eat
Bring out the freak
Can't tell you everything it's about to be
She know a young nigga stunting
Only dumb niggas fronting
Never run from the money
Give you a run for your money
Customized Greatly
Same young Casey
For a number pen
I'm about to cop everything
Enjoy wins and the things that life brings
She go to school

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