Lyrics:
inspired by the corner kind
Foreign ride, tints on thirty-five, trap door inside
For the stick, '95's for the kicks
Neon green, I had 'em too but was
was in
the days when they had some serious, you know, they had some good taste, these guys. I mean, they were
playing rock'n'roll and there was heavy
Intro:
Yeah man (AWG)
The moment y'all have been waiting for has finally arrived (My first album yo)
3 year in the making making this (Yeah man)
game, heroin in
The vain, fuck'n with there brains. Who the next nigga
Ta get popped by a cop? Who the next in the hood 2
Get shot? I hope it ain't me,
“ Green paint “
“ First Chorus “
“ First Chorus “
It’s been a nice day
When I’m at the war way
I’m by self and you hided beside a hide friend
to think there's a kid hungrier than me
I'm reassured by hearing how nobody eats how I eat
My biggest fear is one day saying "where'd the time go?"
Answer my
Boss is bitching i'm scarring my tongue
Under this corona mask mad cause I keep biting
Cause I need every bit of this fake fucking green shit
Ugh-ugh
Yah-Yah
Yah-Yah
Yeah
So I might speed in the beam never seen by the law
So mean with the cream n**** cold like slaw
D*** fiend with
F16's leave whole families deceased
Ten thousand children killed by Israeli Death Teams
In 100 days in front of the mainstream
Air strikes destroyed
n****s better slow down
'Cause you can be touched
Why grieve this life
Planted by the fiends and pipes
Green lights so
I'm seeing-seeing
to compare myself to a standard that wasn't reality. It wasn't the standard at all, you know. There's a scripture in the Bible that we, what does it say, it
Yo, Dest'n?
Remember where we grew up?
Was always at your granny house, we would be living it up
Was tryna to get that cash by cutting grass, wasn't
on a brand name
But any day it's OE over champagne
I'm talking shit for my fan's sake
I give a fuck who can't relate I'm Erick landscape
I paint
earning a title
In them roads u by your own u have to be cold
That’s in the hood bible
That’s in the hood bible
We been subjected to an society that
Whoever we are
Wherever we're from
We shoulda noticed by now
Our behavior is dumb
And if our chances
Expect to improve
It's gonna take a lot more
Than
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
the cut, with my Bible in front my gut
And when I jump up, you know the fallen angels duck
Or break and runnin, and as for prisoners I'm takin none
I'm
it, ha-ha
I got it, yeah yeah
I got it, I got it, I got it
GREEN: I got a Smith 'n' Slappy grind for you (what you got now?)
I got your payment here in
The other day I bought a bunch of shit for Madi
N when ne say she was hungry, I said wat you want? I got it...
N when B told me he needed it, I told
visit's because it would become
The topic of my day and by the
Time we spoke later that day
The argument was so amplified in my head
That I couldn’t wait
lightin' the green
I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggas throw us on they album
the engineers, Chilly Chill, mixers
Esco, much love goes out, to Rita Lee
The Buchanans, Suzis 'N Uzi
Everybody that, helped this project from day one
Can't
know me by my first name
It goes without saying but you've seen me on my worst days
Don't get it twisted I appreciate the fanbase
They been keeping food
distracted by money drugs and four
Fives, I count lives all on these songs
Look at the weak and cry, pray one day you'll be strong
Fighting for your rights,
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