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Garden
20
Hip-Hop/Rap
Garden was released on September 8, 2023 by Gat$ as a part of the album Benz! - EP
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Release DateSeptember 8, 2023
LabelGat$
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM119

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gat$
Gat$
Performer
Robert Ferdinand
Robert Ferdinand
Performer
Rashida Crear
Rashida Crear
Performer
Keisha Grey
Keisha Grey
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Ferdinand
Robert Ferdinand
Lyrics
Scott Arana
Scott Arana
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Robert Ferdinand
Robert Ferdinand
Producer
Scott Arana
Scott Arana
Engineer

Lyrics

(I will)
Oh I
(Redeemer)
Oh I
(I will heal you)
(…ever)
Zone, zone, zone, zone
G-A-T-dollar sign
And don’t forget the dollar sign
Sign, sign, sign, sign
Sign, sign, sign, sign
Aye
Who you came wit?
It’s been so long since the lane switched
And I know you getting tired of that lame shit
Lame bitch, lame dick be the same shit
You posted Drake captions
You don’t love me no more?
And I hit your old body
I ain’t valid no more?
And you brought your new girl so
You upping the score
So I brought double the drawers
All walls, no doors
No calls is that what we doing
What we doing, what we doing?
Aye, who you see when you screwing?
Yeah, I know I’m big time, I been moving, aye
But I still see your growth improvement
Still got tools that you need, yeah
I got the wood, I got the trees
What you want, a flight overseas?
Diggin’ in your dirt on my knees?
Bitch, please
Can I play in your garden?
Can I lay in your garden?
Can I come in your garden?
Remember this, my darling
Can I play in your garden?
Can I lay in your garden?
Can I come in your garden?
Remember this, my darling
Yeah I know I’m wack sometimes
But do you still wanna? Do you still wanna?
I shoulda hit you back sometimes
Do you still wanna? Do you still wanna?
Can I come in your garden?
Can I come in your garden?
Can I come in your garden?
Can I come in your garden?
But I wrapped that hoe
Her head was in my fucking pussy grip
The fuck?
Between my thighs, bitch
Thick thighs save lives, not yours bitch
Type shit, like
Aye
Who you came wit?
It’s been so long since the lane switched
I know you getting tired of that lame shit
Lame bitch, lame dick be the same shit
You on the same shit?
Yo, I need that
I’m tryna get in where you sleep at
Backstroke breaststroke, gimme feedback
And I wanna put my knees in your kneecaps
See I need to plant my seed where you breathe at
Believe that
This is the fruits of my labor
Digging you out, see me in your navel
Hearing you out, please don’t tell the neighbors
The sun coming in, you kicking me out
Put up your fence, I’m walking in dew
I just wanna life that came with a view
Tell me what did I do to deserve less of you
If I can water a plant I can garden my mind
Oh I
Got ideas in the grove, can’t change my mind
Oh I
Heard you reap what you sow, can’t waste my time
Oh I
Aye, look
They like “Robb, how you doing? Robb, how you doing?”
Bitch I feel terrible
Keep me a hoe that’s feeling hysterical
**** alive that shit is a miracle
Big spin, revenge, life is a Ferris wheel
There’s no days off like I’m Bueller
Time tick, I need me a Muller
Intrusive thoughts in my medulla
Sleep one eye open
Its Slick Rick the Ruler
I’m chilling, ice grilling way in the back
Money the motive, I can’t call you back
She give me a nut, no deeper than that
I keep bitches on me don’t need me no stylist
Fly on my own, I don’t need me no pilot
These nights’ll get cold, this pimping is private
No DND, the fame can’t be silenced
I woke up the day, I’m choosing the violence
Water my garden, I’m guarding my mindset
Dirt on my hands, I'm acting the wildest
Trauma unpacking, where do I file this?
Paranoia, yeah I reap, sowing I mean I can’t be too proud
Sitting in these four walls, blowing this dope, shit, I can’t be too loud
If I can water a plant I can garden my mind
Oh I
Got ideas in the grove, can’t change my mind
Oh I
Heard you reap what you sow, can’t waste my time
Oh I
Oh I, oh I, oh I, I, I
Oh I, I, I
Oh why, oh why, oh, why?
Oh I, I, I
Oh, why now?
Written by: Robert Ferdinand, Scott Arana
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