Lyrics:
to think was make believe
I used to fuck 'em then I made 'em leave
Leaving things, I had a bucket full of Maybeline
I had a bucket of my favorite green
canteloupe little old maid
A big black berry inside the cool-aid
A bass guitar a old fruit jar
A green canteen and a chocolate bar
Cannonball baby doll
Living low class, we're just white trash
We got broke glass, and they got green grass
Across them train tracks
Across them train tracks
We try so
But all of this cash found
Got that private jet cus airplanes always wanna pat down my cash out
Live life getting them dubs with ease
Laugh how they tap
on whoever behind me
Swerve off on them and I'm shifting a Johnny
Nigga trying to go and get rich before they find me
But I'm still posted with a stick full
the picture how niggas was livin'
Y'all rather hear me rapping about
Stickin' dick in a vixen
I used to cut grass, no car just a bus pass
Now I puff enough gas,
You can find me in the parking lot
By the car lot-where we spark a lot
Up in the hallway it be dark a lot
We don't talk to cops cause we all be
at every single bloom
On the trail by my house
'Cause they make me think of you
So let's stay home one more day
Where the grass is always green
Give your
So listen, eh, I don't know much about life
But I know my own mind, I know the life that I like
And listen, here the grass is as green as you like
Moving for century reaching the city
Grass is so green flowers are pretty
Roses had bloomed character witty
The people are with me so I found a home
Quite
the beamers when ya pull up in the dope home (my money)
Seventeen and he got his own kilo
Running green nigga living like nino
Riding clean wax sitting for
there's a place I know
Where the green grass grows
Thank God it ain't gon' change much
Back home, backwoods, backbeat, back 40
Back down them little
the cream and the cash, by any means I'ma mash
So go get my green out the stash, walk with that beam in ya ass
'Cause I gotta
Hit the block, count that
Exercise your game man
Fertilize your grass player get that cash
Exercise your game man
But you gotta make it last
One low loco gone ride away
Into
screen charged all the lies
Green grass pissing on the lawn
Different day don't know who you are
Home base stay camouflage
God's Grace saved by the dawn
limes of grass
Drive-bys and rags
And representin' red and blue flags
See I got fools from the ghetto
Like my cousin' Jimmy wear permanent metals
Nine to five
Working bad habits
Chasing something you've never seen
Overhead
Eagles fly fastest
Something shines in the headlights so green
You want
a Blast
And I'm Fuckin' up Tha Cash
Hit Tha Station For That Gas
And We Rollin Up a Pack
Yeah We Had a Blast
Remmey always got Tha Grass
And She Said She
limes of grass
Drive-bys and rags
And representin' red and blue flags
See I got fools from the ghetto
Like my cousin' Jimmy wear permanent metals
oh, I'm alone in the snow
How could they do something like that and throw away the past?
It'll warm up, the snow melts and shows the green fresh grass
Both fucked the same bitch, just not the same night
You just took her phone number
I just took her home with a-
'Nother bitch, menage
Boomerang,
myself a jeep, green light can't stop, while yo shawty give me top
Pray i make it home, they be watching, gotta keep myself a glock
Str8 out from
at home, thank God I brought some cash
Then I grab some Preparation H for the critics up my ass
Head to aisle five for some Sgt. Smash cereal
Is this want
That I can take a bottle or can leave it alone
And if her daddy doesn't like it he can keep his daughter at home
And young Johnny will go rovin' with
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