Other Side of the Green

Family oriented like a hood brother
I got 5 dollas imma pass em to my partna
Only thing im missing is impala and baby mama
Belive in karma goody two shoes dr the docta
My influences the only sponsor im about to
Claim represent
Thats the flames what i meant
Choke my pain w a belt
Im insane to the regular
I pray with a scent
Of cat piss reaking drippin down my neck
And i dont complain about the cards that im dealt
Call it thuggin out or pushin
Ps to my regular cs
In my hair i feel a lack of a breeze
But diamonds all that i see
I look around and im w brothers who immaculate Gs
We wear our hearts on our sleeves
Institutionalized codes of controversy
But thats my life and i dont care if you see the other side of the green
Other side of the green
Keep it pushing like the hood
I just do as i should
Step on my toes and roots grows out from the mud
Kunta Kinte in my blood
Wig snatched like im suge
But lets get educated
Im never hating im only overstating
Snakes in the grass
Puff puff then i pass
Love my family but intruders been coming to pass
And sometimes eyes open slow like molasses
Sometimes it happens when i write w this passion
I control my destiny like im a muhfucking facist
And my story whats left behind could call it the ashes
Not a boom bap rapper
Im a true fact slapper
Imma shoot them at you
Hope you handle em right
Like a superstar that gets anchored at night
Theres a day for you too
Ye the sun blaze true
And it rises every morning while you slackers is snoring
Me im staring at it
Tryna understand
How one muhfucka broke gods plan
How he did it and why i cant
But if he did it then thats my stand
Thats my claim to greatness and all i am
Not a peter pan
Im tryna grow up out this bitch heard
Yeh I got bigger plans
If my path was on the land then a couple miles down
I'd be shaking all the hands of my eminem stans
Goes thousands to the millies with my money to the ceiling
And i aint trippin bout no bitches already
I know my pen game steady so i put it down heavy
But that dont keep my mental from trippin
I need a way bigger living
I need an island in kitchen
Or maybe island for living
Im tryna make those decisions
All i know i see the pictures
Some reason they just so vivid
I think it might be a message
I think my mic is the present
So imma keep it there
Focus on the road and it might get me there
Keep the pocket lil fatter ye ill be prepared
Gotta go step by step yuh ill be mayor
But every road gotta journey so just keep it here
And every flow gotta river my bank naturel
But if it floods with the river imma need some air
Yuuh
Sun glaring at me underwater
But im staring at it
Tryna understand

How one muhfucka broke gods plan
How he did it and why i cant
But if he did it then thats my stand
Thats my claim to greatness and all i am
Not a peter pan
Im tryna grow up out this bitch heard
Yeh I got bigger plans
If my path was on the land then a couple miles down
I'd be shaking all the hands of my eminem stans
Goes thousands to the millies with my money to the ceiling