"One Hundred Geese" lyrics

"One Hundred Geese"

Sometimes I feel like an old peach tree
Keep growing tall, people picking at me
Wanna taste what I got
Yeah, they want a piece
Race against time like a fucking Grand Prix

Yeah, like the damn Grand Prix
Gotta keep my shit cool, people looking at me like
Yeah, like the damn Grand Prix
Gotta keep my shit dialed
Not for you, but for me, yeah

All that I can control is how I react to things
How I attack the trouble or I attract the peace
Lift 100 geese or I inject the grease
No masterpiece, feel ache decrease, yeah

I don't really care, gotta tracker on my cell phone
If I really wanted I could throw it to the ozone
It'll still mean nothing because my roots show me I'm home grown
Depression taking me there, I'm gonna take it back

Sometimes I feel like an old peach tree
Keep growing tall, people picking at me
Wanna taste what I got
Yeah, they want a piece
Race against time like a fucking Grand Prix

Yeah, like the damn Grand Prix
Gotta keep my shit cool, people looking at me like
Yeah, like the damn Grand Prix
Gotta keep my shit dialed
Not for you, but for me, uh

Race against time like H.B.G
Like the damn Grand Prix


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