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the green
I'm on the road
Real nigga move by the code
I like all my bitches mean

Won't never fold
I ain't the nigga who told
Spinnin' yo block I patrol
I'm

When we walked from Marion, AL 
They shut the lights of Jimmy Lee Jackson down 
With hardly a penny or gun in hand 
They lowered his body 'neath

the green like im Bruce Banner and im riding with
A couple niggas in bandanas
Who do anything for loot and the cannabis
Young philanthropist
The damage is

never fold
Be a man of yo word
Stack bread, stay humble you gone get by
It's weighing on my brain
Man this shit it got me stressing
Roll a blunt and then

me turnip
Smoke like mesquite when we burn up
Lyrical myical swagger unbeerable preaching Al Green with the sermon
James brown shining diamonds (vvs)

back of it go down
Know I got your back I'll hold you down
You remind me of that love back in my day
Al Green Marvin Gaye a lil Sade'
Girl you got that

belvadare hoe
Okay
I got moncler in the summer give no fucks
Feel Gianis I'm spreading these green bucks
Feel like A crip how I'm having these blue strips
I

and buckets
Of dirty needles, whatever more tequila
Titans covered stealers
Less money, more problems, more realer
Life of a drug dealer
So by proceed stealing

Super soaker 

Head shot 



To your community 

I’m Dan Harmon 

The man starving 

Call the carrol 

It’s al sharpton 

Made this count like a damn

easy
Audio nella timeline
Audi taxi la mia prime time
All green just to get by
Cosa fa un disoccupato alla mia età
Ho il cazzo pieno, passami un blunt
La

of Green, my Al
Is always followed by to -one
I've got so much love to give
I looked in oh so many places
Cigarette burned to my thumb, the bottle kept me

Ihr Blümlein alle
Die sie mir gab
Euch soll man legen
Mit mir ins Grab

Wie seht ihr alle
Mich an so weh
Als ob ihr wüßtet
Wie mir gescheh’?

Ihr

talkin carry cash in the looney bag
Seems like serious stack in a bank, yes
So move it tight, scar face, Al Pacino
Welcome to reality the bank account says

the dental breath smell like menthol
I don't want the smoke unless its green and its real soft
Got that moth smell like that coat hanging in granny's closet

brazy
Look
Only speak about your lady you
Leave your team like kd
If you proud it's always maybe(yaoh)
Eating fast food
Green day is the mood
Lo

Feelin lost in the sauce
Leaning by the edge an I'm bout to fall off
Heard you prolly tossed all and thats your loss
Listenin to 'em and your bound

Some pieces of quiet to ease up my mind
Some green or some mild to fulfill my high
One day without it I'm dying inside
I need some quiet I'm trying

Verse1
Its gonna take me a mill 
To make me a mil,
Me i am going ham 
Selling bare green still.

Gang i could get killed
Trying to make a million

still I’m Focused on the Music.


No one ever calls to check up on Me
So I Maintain writing bars 
Papers full of Al Green
If it is not about my son please

Only Thing Stroke His Ego 

Turned nun to some he the neighborhood hero



Verse:

Raised By the realest taught me how to chase a b-roll 

Took the Ls

Picked myself up immune to the pain 
Signed to Greystone and we all about the green 
Got me trippin, holdin on im al lil more sane 
There’s good

P.I.W written on the earth/ see every fuckin verse/ we hit em where it hurt/ Oh

Verse 1 > Al Billz
Crack ya watermelon knock the seeds outcha/ bodies get

at sixteen
I smoke an al capone and sip a whiskey
And I calm her down by singin' Mitski

I don't know how, no I don't know how
I don't know if I'll make it out

probably get it later
Noreaga, wild connects with Al Quaeda
Godfather, kush stuffed in the Garcia y Vega

Somebody better talk to em
Speak what's on your