Grass Green
I'ma make it up to them I gotta be a man
It's my way or the high way I hope it don't hit the fan
The word blessing got the word sin in it goddamn
Maybe that's why mama told me don't take shit from no one
I've been cooking up some shit so let me bust the plan
We gon' take a hundred dollars turn it into bands
We gon' take this money can't forget to feed the fam
Where I come from you only share because you can
What you niggas doing share just so you can get back
I feel like I owe these niggas money for they feedback
I hope they don't feel like I've been reaching let me lean back
I know I'ma be the reason that my niggas relapse
I know I ain't do my exes bad cause they come back
Foot on top the gas can't let up they get no pass
I can see my future being bright, where the grass green
I can't picture myself living where the birds don't sing
I don't care how long we knew each other, you don't know me
I'm still tryna make sure I got work for all the dope feigns
Once you make some money it feel good I hate to be cheap
I'm not satisfied with what I do and now I hate sleep
I love my family I love my gun
I've been through shit but I can't give up
I'm TTG I'ma tote that gun
I make my rounds I'ma make my point
This pain in my chest can't be reversed
This motion the only thing that help me go
I'm too busy to pick up the phone
I'ma clean my dirt with these new pesos
I wish I could let my dogs free
So we can sit back crack one then we talk
Bout what we missed out on
Someone tell my cousin call me
I just wanna make sure he's doing what's right
And not what's wrong B
I'ma make it up to them, I gotta be a man
It's my way or the high way, I hope it don't hit the fan
The word blessing got the worst sin in it goddamn
Maybe that's why mama told me don't take shit from no one
I've been cooking up some shit so let me bust the plan
We gon' take a hundred dollars turn it into bands
We gon' take this money can't forget to feed the fam
Where I come from you only share because you can
What you niggas doing Share just so you can get back
I feel like I owe these niggas money for they feedback
I hope they don't feel like I been reaching, let me lean back
I know I'ma be the reason that my niggas relapse
I know I ain't do my exes bad, cause they come back
Foot on top the gas can't let up they get no pass
I can see my future being bright where the grass green
I can picture myself living where the birds don't sing
It's my way or the high way I hope it don't hit the fan
The word blessing got the word sin in it goddamn
Maybe that's why mama told me don't take shit from no one
I've been cooking up some shit so let me bust the plan
We gon' take a hundred dollars turn it into bands
We gon' take this money can't forget to feed the fam
Where I come from you only share because you can
What you niggas doing share just so you can get back
I feel like I owe these niggas money for they feedback
I hope they don't feel like I've been reaching let me lean back
I know I'ma be the reason that my niggas relapse
I know I ain't do my exes bad cause they come back
Foot on top the gas can't let up they get no pass
I can see my future being bright, where the grass green
I can't picture myself living where the birds don't sing
I don't care how long we knew each other, you don't know me
I'm still tryna make sure I got work for all the dope feigns
Once you make some money it feel good I hate to be cheap
I'm not satisfied with what I do and now I hate sleep
I love my family I love my gun
I've been through shit but I can't give up
I'm TTG I'ma tote that gun
I make my rounds I'ma make my point
This pain in my chest can't be reversed
This motion the only thing that help me go
I'm too busy to pick up the phone
I'ma clean my dirt with these new pesos
I wish I could let my dogs free
So we can sit back crack one then we talk
Bout what we missed out on
Someone tell my cousin call me
I just wanna make sure he's doing what's right
And not what's wrong B
I'ma make it up to them, I gotta be a man
It's my way or the high way, I hope it don't hit the fan
The word blessing got the worst sin in it goddamn
Maybe that's why mama told me don't take shit from no one
I've been cooking up some shit so let me bust the plan
We gon' take a hundred dollars turn it into bands
We gon' take this money can't forget to feed the fam
Where I come from you only share because you can
What you niggas doing Share just so you can get back
I feel like I owe these niggas money for they feedback
I hope they don't feel like I been reaching, let me lean back
I know I'ma be the reason that my niggas relapse
I know I ain't do my exes bad, cause they come back
Foot on top the gas can't let up they get no pass
I can see my future being bright where the grass green
I can picture myself living where the birds don't sing
Credits
Writer(s): Vladimir Gazemar
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