Lyrics:
a cold ass flow
Everytime he hit the studio, his beeper go off
He left the beef to get his cheese, by selling people that raw
With a pistol on his right
run with this heavy artillery
It's a new boy tryna diss
Is you shittin' me?
I could pull up and clean the vicinity
Make the bullets deliveries
Oh, he
the air
This city smells lives a jungle fair,
Pop cloud streams make me wanna guard clean
By the clock
Don’t know what to do
What they tryna feel
Got my
passes by
As the smoke floats higher
I stay high, bitch don't ask me why
Bitch this is my life
I'm alright, I be smoking right
All day and night
I'm
nothing but attract to the church. At the end of the day, you might catch me riding through the Go blowing a Lil smoke with your bitch. Ism!
My system up.
few drinks, then im out
So I straighten up my act and keep doin' my thing
Gettin' the green,
nah mean,
getting it clean
But I stayed by the bar cause I
cosign and now mi lawyer charge fi billable time
Look pon mi team, day one bredda dem still by mi side
Living the dream, wuleap a blood and sweat
of groupie
cin't nothing changed really
when we
in the club we
Rocking the cream
Timbs
in a green Benz with clean rims
Running with three of your mean friends
All my niggas got guns to bust
Send shots like a bartender
All my fans want me make it out this though
To the fiends go by johnny no cinco
Get the green
revive what we have and then discuss
Every book that we give every day we live
We can teach and grow and rip and sew until the garden is green
at the level of a banshee
Got a couple racks now I'm feeling all fancy
Cash flow clean might be Handy Andy
Bag so green most would think it's algae
Ask How I
clean
Alright nigga, I got this shit
I'm from the Eastcoast
With a flow that please most
She might tell you she celibate
Bet she letting HD stroke and yo
I get gone with this quick I won't part with it free
This shit won't start without me
They muddied the water I filtered it clean
Bro got a new whip
Believe Me - Ever Green
词 Lyrics：Adrian Mitchell
曲 Music：Jake Alexander Donaldson
编曲 Arranger：Jake Alexander Donaldson
混音师 Mixing Engineer：Jake
Ghost, that's my family tree
That trio couldn't be beat by the 2010 Miami Heat
I don't need liqueur, my savior is the proof
That's the truth so I'm a put
clean
Damn I'm feeling like Elvis
Got damn, I'm hot
Aye get me a beverage
I do not text
They still get the message
Fly just like a bird
High like a crane
say I'm conceited
Nah I'm off a 8 of green
These day I don’t pay for lean
Trynna see me make a
Call me King Karo
From the P
But Imma 8 his 3
Ain’t no
do
No way in hell I be gettin' dissed by a phony like you
Ah shit
You 'bout to get a whole ear full, I'm here 'til
Someone shuts me up but I'll never
and the moon bring night
When you standin' the middle nigga balanced life
New day only blow loud, touche
Issa in the cut smoking blunts rolling doobies
Clean
and the moon bring night
When you standin' the middle nigga balanced life
New day only blow loud, touche
Issa in the cut smoking blunts rolling doobies
Clean
so clean
I was just stuck in the sin and was stuck in them chains that it turn all of my wrist green
My body's a temple so I cannot chase on that high
you shop everyday
On tha real like a man, girl please believe me
I don't play
Look here I'm a man by my words
Nigga try to jack you I leave his brains
knowing all around the world
In the senseless scene you take the time enjoy the green
Get he red in your eye watch the world go
By lay back
the insane strain
take it straight to the brain maybe clear out your vision
KMK mob another funky expedition
don't get the superstition kottonmouth is
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