Search results for 'by m green day' Page #1,476

it's doubted
I shouted stuck in that negative energy
I just rerouted
Put it into these lyrics in synergy
But I'm dumb founded
Filled by wasted potential

of death is what I'm seeing oh, you just didn't know
Old friends is sniffin' coke, rappers swear that they spittin' dope
Homies surrounded by more green than

trimesters fly by then now they biting my style wow
I'm bout to birth some wack rappers
Leave the earth then double back
Cause I need a verse and a couple

this crackalackin gat I’m packin
Ready to cause yo passin wit passion
Bullets in bomber jackets
That’s a killer fashion
Claim you got the green across ya

getting big green
GOAT like I'm 2-3
Can't blame her if she choose me
Now you paying that alimony and a nigga gon try to sue me
Oops
Trade the Ford and might

let them go
Now I'm bout to get this bread off the fruits of my labor by leaving these dudes as vegetables
I'm Spitting like Tourette's syndrome
No

She be down in LA yeah
Down by the Bay
Shawty run my mind
And shawty don't play
I be down in LA yeah
Down by the bay
Shawty run my mind
And shawty

the army
I'm about my crisp green bills, every sixteen chills
In the six speed killing my exhaust, it don't harm me
Pulling up, walk and toss the valet all

Time is of the essence 
So I'll make u feel my presence 
Open up like I'm a present 
And i never fold like crescent 
I would never wanna be you 
Sure

from Stilion
Yo I ain't got it all, that means I'm barely home
Trailblazer stay ballin
Revenge is my arts is crafty darts
While y'all stuck on Laffy

this a business, omo, me, i know
Yeah, i'm upcoming, i'm upcoming, but i'm cold (Woah)
If I take the music, shelve it in the stores (Woah)
Just for me,

New money blue but the old money green
Maison Margeila my kicks size 46
But the shirts is Vlone and supreme
Double cup filled up I’m sippin on lean
4

just need a reason to rap
I don’t wanna seem like I’m all about the green
But I need me some cash
Something like a king when I pull up on the scene

I am lost in a desert of emotion
And I’m dizzy from drinking all the potions
Still angry over all the fucking bullshit
But you make me feel less

change
Yea
Loyalty over anything
I stand on what I say
I need a mil
By time I’m 23
So I grabbed a plate
I need a mil
So you know
I ain’t got time to waste

Yuh
I just learned how to fly
Now I'm flying high
Flying higher than Travis Scott
I'm not the highest in the room
Those drugs I do not do
So how

And if you missed it
Take it back to the beginning then

I'm really wanna see the Chevy scrape
Scrape

I really need a house by the lake
Lake

Aye really

You're the ice in my drink
My heaven in hell
The light that turned green
The kiss that I can tell
And every time I get you close I know
That I'm meant

Tik Tok dancing
I'm a runaway like Dakota Fanning
I feel abandoned left all by my lonely
Niggas acting phony really thought you was homie
Talk behind my

my fieces, im piecing as they puzzled by the puzzle pieces
I'm placing together with adhesive, bet this better then mona lisas
4 in the morning still

I want the whip with the stars in it
I wanna travel to Mars in it
Spaceship whip, look up
Think I'm looking at Jupiter
I'm feeling like God in it

whoever
Road switch did nobody could help me
Stacking green Ian talking bout lettuce
Getting cheese yea I'm talking bout cheddar
Turkey bags yea I get em

and I'm often forcing
My focus to bigger portions
Counting thousands by the hundreds
We do em dirty
Dig em deep
And dip for London by the morning
Blood red

It better be paid
I'm Robin im killing
They go call me slade
I collect checks so much
I'm made by slaves
Twenty deep
Like a motorcade
I don't leave