Castles Made Of Sand

so you try to believe in the castles made of the sand
when you're far to the sea and your fear can't find ..
each from my hand.
i sacrifice my life to give you my life to speakers,
probably you don't even know i've been crossed like jesus,
god knows i got a good heart but my blood ..with demons
i'm fighting myself, believe me, i'm far from ignorance,
far from greedy if you know where i come from
know what i've been through, you think that i ..
just like most kids or father did it without one come
from the city, what a .. then you wanna outcome
i can move in the room so .. so smooth,
thank you mom for making me a man
let em mother f*ck knock them i ..

[Chorus:]
so you try to believe in the castles made of the sand
when you're far to the sea and your fear can't find ..
each from my hand, each from my hand.

i'm from the home where the speed the wind is the big apple
came down the south build the beach and a new castle
every day i'm hustling and every day you hustle,
doing what you can't and i'm doing what i have to,
from me in the jungle and i'll show you i'm a winner,
i'm coming out with dinner wearing the chinchilla,
i did it for my town to show em the big picture,
hit the switch, i promise to never switch up,
this is for my brother .. went to jail,
i'm showing all the picture and my ..
he hit me with a letter, i know you never fail,
so put me on a beach with a pocket on the ..

[Chorus:]
so you try to believe in the castles made of the sand
when you're far to the sea and your fear can't find ..
each from my hand, each from my hand.

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