Lyrics:
My father's father's on the front porch rockin'
A friend drops by, two old men talkin'
Rememberin' so many other summer days
Grandma's in
got a big head tho
The best out
That's the weed talkin
Til I pass out
Car must be the holocaust
I'm gassed out
German niggas coping
The green like its
step by step
Yay, ay, ay
Everybody's gardens
Always seem to be so green (Green)
Looking from the outside in
They all look like a dream (Dream)
Reality is
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the One World Album. It has also been released on The Country Roads Collection album
dawn came, we sat and prayed that the sun would go back hidden
But by that time it was too late
They already came - to push the green away
With a dozen
middle school fuck the rules had no clue
The ghetto ah blow ya mind away ok AK ah
Knock your brain away when I hustle Lord I pray
For better days like by
made them flat
Day in day on I'll never crack
Unless I bag it up and sell the crack
These niggaz couldn't picture that
These niggaz claim they bussing
This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the Different Directions album, and has also been released on The John Denver Collection
Audi A3 days
I used to have the crop gaff full of green like I was T-Wayne
So my JDZ spitfire's always getting replayed
I've come a long way from my
Confused and I'm lost
Dazing off and the days gon' cost me
Losing the bonds, and I'm beating a dead horse
Album is still out now, go and cop
Drop
head and give it up
Ain’t no debating
Shawty said she love
How I ride on the beat
UnderRated doing 1500 in a week
This my first album and I did it by
I'm on Pluto getting domed by indigo hoes
These smurfs love my hose they really petite
Makes my dick look like 2 feet
Turning green they envy
How I
Confused and I'm lost
Dazing off and the days gon' cost me
Losing the bonds, and I'm beating a dead horse
Album is still out now, go and cop
Drop
cuz they see that I'm winning
I don't wanna just stack my green to the ceiling
I wanna save souls maybe by the billions
I still wanna go and make
Let's go
They be cappin all day all night
Tellin me I'm the one who's never right
But bitch if you look at me
You can see Cairo's finest
Ma flows
Put on my tux and now I'm out for business
Mr. Go Get It (I'ma go get it)
Yeah
I'ma go get it (I'ma go get it)
I get the chicken, bread, the green
should give tap a try
I been rappin' since I was five
Droppin' my album on Halloween
Bitch got too many bodies, she so green,
girl gotta gyat, got me like
Oh Paddy, dear, and did you hear the
News that's going round?
The shamrock is by law forbid
To grow on Irish ground
Saint Patrick's Day no more we'll
a Corvette
Watch your boy blow up in front
Of your eyes: war vet
Give the fans nuttin' but fire
Now they want more of it
E'rybody want my album
It ain't in
Broad day light give ya daymares
Send em packing like take care
Caught em napping like daycare
He don't know what happen by the blank stare
Pistol pointed
life is a bitch well I just got laid
Pull out my phone
Check my bank
And I just got paid
I pray for only green lights cause I don't got brakes
(Uh)
You
need to blaze my jay
I just need to blaze my jay
And I just take it day by day
I just take it day by day oh wait
I just take it day by day
I just take it
talk of mental
Illness on the album at one
Point in the track "Sunday, " you and
Frank Ocean rap in unison
"What good is West Coast weather if you're
rougher
To see success sometimes you gotta suffer
I need a woman that's stronger than material needs
And isn't motivated by green
Dry my tear-drops
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