Lyrics:
'cause women like to trip
I stay all by my getty green hell with some time
There some crime that was petty seem still getting mine
All this hate trip I'm
Bendin' corners up and down wayside,
From greens road to that Antoine drive,
Crew on da side playin' N-B-A live,
I'm too cool for school ridin'
out of this wreck that I call my life
c highway star with my old guitar
Somewhere lost in the night
Don't look back or ahead
Take it day by day
Live
Rolling ten man strong minimum Seven-up like Fido Dido
Scotland Green collect my giro
My whole crew wanted by the 5 0
Cooking up food
Bubbles floating
Yea shakin sh-t up like maracas playin dirty ima mop him
Light em up just like i'm Thomas, Yea mmm
Live by the creed like Adonis
Only way it's makin
Yea shakin shit up like maracas playin dirty ima mop him
Light em up just like i'm Thomas, Yea mmm
Live by the creed like Adonis
Only way it's makin
here for the Team
You from where I’m from
you live by the sword
And die for the green
I’m Back
back in the booth
Actin a fool
These days we do all
Top down hands out
Turn the stereo on
Hit the road this summer
Go wherever we want
Cuz' we're livin' care free
Every day of the month
Highways, beach
ain't gonna stop
Hearts on fire and we're miles apart
So I'll be keepin' the road hot
I get up and I work all day
The minutes seem like hours as they
Cotton candy stuck in the sky like clouds
Accomplished by over two hundred people standing around
Blowing them into the air at the same time
I
weak rhymes on a cheap mic
Flip notes on my DSI
One day they're gonna see us live
Game time get the PS5
Missing link no Green attire
We disguise our chi
niggas 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
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
pool.
I place broken bottles in your geraniums ---
Sabotage your gardening tools.
And I live down the end of your road.
By day I am a real estate
putting the green over the grey
I get it rollin' by doing shit every day
I get it goin' without the stick and the fame
I put my soul in, and commit to this
Go on and live your dream, yeah
Go on and live your dream, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Go on and live your dream, yeah, yeah
Ayy, go on and live your dreams
Been
the Knicks, end of the spliff
Marijuana fine cut, like a boob on a bitch
Since a younger man, in my younger days I was dazed
By the days, I didn't do what I
weeks
Can't you see
I'm trying to eat
Live and die by these beats
And these freaks
They got no mental
Mind body the temple is nice
Run your finger down
Sick with it, ill with it, keep building it House Gone, stand tall, I'mma live in it
Brick by brick, why feed em when I can Teach em how to fish
punish the blessed
So one day it can actually
Live again
Our keen may play an imaginary role
But this green, see, it's in a hurry reaching home
The day
up. Down a laid-back gravel road. We light it up and we live it up out in the country where we're from.
We're up and gone for the rooster crows.
tripping and undecided
Then you heard dude your money views are lopsided
You're lead by the counselor to encounter the dean
Ran into his son you saw it ain’t
of broken rocks
Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops
Uncut live, drop eighty-five, in one shot
Spotlight hits the metal mic, majority stare
of broken rocks
Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops
Uncut live, drop eighty-five, in one shot
Spotlight hits the metal mic, majority stare
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