Lyrics:
vie, sans sécu
T'es caché comme Tekashi
Addiction, drogue et col-al collent
À mes khos ça créé des dommages collatéraux
J'fais du sport du RAP
Partant si
(purple!)
When you had your daughter I was by your side then she
Took her first breaths watched my niece came alive
I jumped on the first plane when Nico
Close with her friends, so I know I'll get by
Potent green got me thinkin' of you no lie,
How many verses before I get bored?
How many cities have I not
blue and green diamonds I call it the earth face
I'm gettin' ya cake I tell you how ya dessert taste
I get a dessert plate
Y'all eat pedigree as ya
With yellow eyes my green face my pink and white afro
I'm no toy kid your style is made by Hasbro
G'niff gnapp you think you got that real
was greedy for fame like Hansel and Gretel
So you can call me Jeremy Renner, by the way that I'm shooting my shot in this game
Got the eye of a hawk
Is it
Is it
Is it EM
Or is it ME
I think you get what i mean
They say oh fuck
Worst You better fucking slow down
Once Kers drops his last album I'll
I been balling don't call me
Social media hardly
Heard that the feds be stalking
Diamonds clearer then water
Ima get money regardless
Green in my
Sketching on a pad
Writing Poetic Justice
Like Lamar
I said I’m fed up
Like life stock
Ing you around
In my car
Drivin by ya
Crib slow like a drive by
Oh
[Criss Angel - Intro]
Yo it's Criss Angel.
I want to introduce you to the ultimate mind freak,
the conjurer, the prestedigitator, the supernaturalist
You can reach into your pocket
While I reach into my mind
Clarity is so divine
We just single the design
The physical we inherit
By visions on TV
think of the LOX
I'll cut you're fuckin head off if your pinky ringshot
Then cum through you're block in a sticky green drop
Hop out and let off 53 shots
(Quincy tell 'em)
Everybody's asking, "When the album's coming out?
What you rapping 'bout? What's the album called?
Who you got on there? What
I am the green grass
That other side meaningless
I put the AL in alien
Not too many made like this
Yall be blurry with the vision, I see all
Suburban Houses
Opioid crisis by the ounces
And wives in blouses
Surrounded trees, kush and clouds around us
I'm glad you found this
I thought nobody
my brothers, I got pain all on this album cover
Might just make another, let it flow like butter
Let it go like Anna, catch the wave just like you
[Master P talking]
G man, why don't you go on, pass the dank
Let's take a lil' break ya know whatb I'm sayin'
Before we finish this album up
I said only Jay on top of me
What did I do this for?
To get the green and gain monopoly
Or urge you to eat your greens, your broccoli and mushrooms
The ambulance came right away.
Across the street, I heard him say:
"Al I got hit by a car,
You're a good friend Al, that's what you are."
Crushed like green
verse a gift, as you smoke like a chimney
My album comin' November, that's twenty years of memory
And that's assumin' I'ma live that long
If I don't,
anyone can see my new celebrity is you
When Steve McQueen and bennie Green (34) and
Geoffrey Beane (35)
Tried handing Joey Bushkin (36) a laugh
Both
wouldn't go nowhere, took the detour
When you see the someone in the crack right by the sea shore?
When you see them brand new le Fleurs on the floor?
If
As you smoke like a chimney
My album coming November
That's twenty years of memory
And that's assuming I'ma live that long
If I don't
Don't cry 'cause I
nose, you knows what I mean (ah)
You know how it go, you know the Machine
My little Woe, he only nineteen
But he be on go, my nigga not green
My nigga
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