Essential
If the beam ain't
If the beam ain't green on the strap
I don't want it
If the beam ain't green on the strap
I don't want it
If the beam ain't green on the strap
I don't want it
If the beam ain't green
If the beam green on the strap
I don't want it
Touch my chain on the gang
I'll be wanted
Dead crackers my pockets is haunted
Free smoke man I got it who want it
I love money attracted to hundreds
Fell back from her loving
She mad I don't want it
My old bitch want me back
I don't want her
I'm trying to get rich won't go back
To the corner
I fell in love
With the way that she move
You can tell that she different
Just from her persona
Her fragrance one of a kind
And she noticing mine
Gucci cologne mixed with marijuana
Dai said it's smoke said I got it
I'm on it
I had a angel she guided I lost her
I gave her all of love and she left
At the end being with her my soul
What it costed
I got addicted to getting high
It's what got me by
When she said I don't love you
See the fire reflect his eyes
He kept walking towards it
His mistakes he can't undo
Ran in his spot I came for the funds
Changed my mind
Told that Nigga
That I'm needing the drugs too
We relate
Me and jay from the slums too
When we pull up
Ain't no where you can run to
My jar was filled with that smelly
I felt the actavis mix in my belly
I gave you my all
And this what you gone tell me
You and the money
Was blowing my celly
But I answered you
You wish you never met me
Only place where we ain't fuck
Was the telly
I'm up now you want me it's
If the beam green on the strap
I don't want it
Touch my chain on the gang
I'll be wanted
Dead crackers my pockets is haunted
Free my smoke
Man I got it who want it
I love money attracted to hundreds
Fell back from her loving
She mad I don't want it
My old bitch want me back
I don't want her
I'm trying to get rich
Won't go back to the corner
If the beam green on the strap
I don't want it
Touch my chain on the gang
I'll be wanted
Dead crackers my pockets is haunted
Free my smoke
Man I got it who want it
I love money attracted to hundreds
Fell back from her loving
She mad I don't want it
My old bitch want me back
I don't want her
I'm trying to get rich
Won't go back to the corner
Mixed personalities Melly
I felt the actavis mix in my belly
I gave you my all
And this what you gone tell me
If the beam ain't green on the strap
I don't want it
If the beam ain't green on the strap
I don't want it
If the beam ain't green on the strap
I don't want it
If the beam ain't green
If the beam green on the strap
I don't want it
Touch my chain on the gang
I'll be wanted
Dead crackers my pockets is haunted
Free smoke man I got it who want it
I love money attracted to hundreds
Fell back from her loving
She mad I don't want it
My old bitch want me back
I don't want her
I'm trying to get rich won't go back
To the corner
I fell in love
With the way that she move
You can tell that she different
Just from her persona
Her fragrance one of a kind
And she noticing mine
Gucci cologne mixed with marijuana
Dai said it's smoke said I got it
I'm on it
I had a angel she guided I lost her
I gave her all of love and she left
At the end being with her my soul
What it costed
I got addicted to getting high
It's what got me by
When she said I don't love you
See the fire reflect his eyes
He kept walking towards it
His mistakes he can't undo
Ran in his spot I came for the funds
Changed my mind
Told that Nigga
That I'm needing the drugs too
We relate
Me and jay from the slums too
When we pull up
Ain't no where you can run to
My jar was filled with that smelly
I felt the actavis mix in my belly
I gave you my all
And this what you gone tell me
You and the money
Was blowing my celly
But I answered you
You wish you never met me
Only place where we ain't fuck
Was the telly
I'm up now you want me it's
If the beam green on the strap
I don't want it
Touch my chain on the gang
I'll be wanted
Dead crackers my pockets is haunted
Free my smoke
Man I got it who want it
I love money attracted to hundreds
Fell back from her loving
She mad I don't want it
My old bitch want me back
I don't want her
I'm trying to get rich
Won't go back to the corner
If the beam green on the strap
I don't want it
Touch my chain on the gang
I'll be wanted
Dead crackers my pockets is haunted
Free my smoke
Man I got it who want it
I love money attracted to hundreds
Fell back from her loving
She mad I don't want it
My old bitch want me back
I don't want her
I'm trying to get rich
Won't go back to the corner
Mixed personalities Melly
I felt the actavis mix in my belly
I gave you my all
And this what you gone tell me
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Writer(s): Aylton Gamboa
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