GREEN$

Cold hearted what a nigga been feelin
Copped me a coat but the heart still frigid
Loss after loss I don't ever see winnings
Never gave up though I had me the feeling
Hope you don't judge if I pull out this perk
If I get to wake up why life feel a curse
If try to help why does shit gets worse
If I say I'll do it, I'm making it work

It was me who put the chicken on the table
Last year I wasn't able
Reinforce, how we got it now we stable
Now I'm just waiting on the label
Whole time he was counting all them favors
Talk about a human calculator
If it ain't bout the money see you later
Been peep the fake I kept it player

I been seen the snakes I feel the hate
Tell me why the love feel fake
I ain't with all that playing with my mind
I ain't with if you mean to cross ways
If I call you my brother I mean it
Fuck all these bitches they only want semen
Been heard the calls they ignored all the screaming
Can't do it all bitch I'm only one being

I'm just a young nigga trynna' keep floating
They don' knocked me down but I just keep going
They don' shot me down but I just keep blowing
They want beef so I copped me a piece for it
Said I'm ready to die in the street for it
Ain't no talking I ain't pushing peace
I'm shinin these jewels on my piece homie
Chop the hand soon as you try to reach
Niggas vegans don't really want beef homie
Say they genuine really envy homie
On the beats they know me as a beast
All a nigga do is fucking eat
Do them a solid and everything G
Ask them for favors they don't wanna please
Walk in my shoes wanna fit in my jeans
Put your hand on the steel and it come with a fee
Five k if you thinking to book me
Clown if you think I'm a rookie
Got a sweet tooth I need me her cookie
Love how she taste I be swimming in tootsies
Remember back then when they ain't wanna book
We was just kids now they treat us like crooks
It was me in the back of that v
Middle finger every time that they look

It was me who put the chicken on the table
Last year I wasn't able
Reinforce, how we got it now we stable
Now I'm just waiting on the label
Whole time he was counting all them favors
Talk about a human calculator
If it ain't bout the money see you later
Walked out the bank with hella paper
Aye



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Writer(s): Uriel Salgado
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