GREEN
Stuck in it spin it to win it
(No where to go)
Stuck in it spin it to win it
(No place called home)
Don't know how much I can take much longer
Running from her got away I lost her
Fucked up shit in my brain I oughta
Baby you should get away
Too many days I been asleep
Too many days I count my sheep
Stuck in my ways my misery
Misery y y
Stuck in it spin it to win it
(No where to go)
Stuck in it spin it to win it
(No place called home)
Got a lotta green and I'm getting fucked up
Got a lotta green and I'm getting fucked up
Got a lotta green and I'm getting fucked up
Got a lotta green and I'm getting fucked up
Got a lotta green and I'm getting fucked up
What the fuck you doing bro you ain't doing shit
Smokin on the pound, bro yeah brick
Give a fuck about a hoe Na Na Na
Give a fuck about a hoe Na Na
These hoes, they take my bands and runoff with shit
Got so many bands if I show il
break my wrist
I'm so fucking rich yeah I am so rich
I'm not trying to cap bro you ain't on shit
I'm just telling you how it is
I'm just telling you how it is
They don't wanna listen. Well, that's up to you
They don't wanna listen. Well, that's up to you
They don't wanna listen. Well, that's up to you
They don't wanna listen. Well, that's up to you
(No where to go)
Stuck in it spin it to win it
(No place called home)
Don't know how much I can take much longer
Running from her got away I lost her
Fucked up shit in my brain I oughta
Baby you should get away
Too many days I been asleep
Too many days I count my sheep
Stuck in my ways my misery
Misery y y
Stuck in it spin it to win it
(No where to go)
Stuck in it spin it to win it
(No place called home)
Got a lotta green and I'm getting fucked up
Got a lotta green and I'm getting fucked up
Got a lotta green and I'm getting fucked up
Got a lotta green and I'm getting fucked up
Got a lotta green and I'm getting fucked up
What the fuck you doing bro you ain't doing shit
Smokin on the pound, bro yeah brick
Give a fuck about a hoe Na Na Na
Give a fuck about a hoe Na Na
These hoes, they take my bands and runoff with shit
Got so many bands if I show il
break my wrist
I'm so fucking rich yeah I am so rich
I'm not trying to cap bro you ain't on shit
I'm just telling you how it is
I'm just telling you how it is
They don't wanna listen. Well, that's up to you
They don't wanna listen. Well, that's up to you
They don't wanna listen. Well, that's up to you
They don't wanna listen. Well, that's up to you
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Writer(s): Jack Jhonny
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