Lyrics:
Green on, got it on repeat
Girl, you all I (Al Green)
Al Green on, off the alcohol, she on alchemy
Coming after me, what she say to, what she say
about his everyday life, he ain't the same
Goddamn, I already had a hard life once
Am I supposed to recreate it every album for you cunts? Okay
You
Go, why don't you just go
Go sing
Go do an Afro-Soul album
Like everybody else?
And I was like you don't understand
I'm burning inside
I'm burning
all is that we are bonded by the First Amendment!
We have the freedom of expression!
We have the freedom of choice!
And you, Chinese, black, green
workin' on nigga? (Um, you know, I got Curren$y album)
(And quietly workin' on my album, ya dig?)
Oh, I'm ready to brush my shoulders off and drop my next
and my man Rick got millions of gold albums
(That's a lie) I'm gettin' cold money every day
(You're a liar)
You'll need a wheel barrow for all that shit in
a Green Day concert, missing teeth, but I really wanted her so much
So I walked over, said, would you be mine
She said, are you mine? And I'm like, holy
ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!
[Swizz beatz]
It ain't over, it ain't over, ain't over
[Sonja
around and flip it, shit on your whole album wit a snippet
Run up on your lawyer for your contract then rip it
Shame on your label, for trying to let you
to albums yeah homie I’m with that
Relax, I’ll drop it soon homie just sit back
Facts, say less when you taking I ain’t trying to hear tha
Caz, maybe not now
on this album I just signed ta Diplomat yesterday
What's really good
(I mean, I mean the album is done I mean
You know you on the next joint you on my
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way, nigga
Some real shit right here, nigga
This will be the realest shit you
the green leaf, cloud up
We some gangsta's makin' money, never been a scrub
Whattchu know about sellin' dope?
But the only thing you good for now is droppin'
Far over the high mountains and walls of fog, crowned by the River you may find Her... the great, green plane that is my land, I also think of Her when
(Al Green sample)]
Hold up! Wait a minute! Tell me again!
Yo, when you gonna drop it?
(Right now, right now, right now, right now)
Not now, but right
creep
Deeper than the page of a book let me look
You let me hit the stage, that's when I got my folks hooked like
No, I ain't never been pimped by
Cues in you dome and across the globe
Thank you Jackson Green for being my first guest
To be honest I was stressed and really really nervous
But he
Made it from the bottom, now it's time to watch the green grow (green grow)
Money machine flow (machine flow)
This era's different, shit ain't
night (all night)
and if you really talking about it
go and cop yourself an album
help us lead the revolution world wide (world wide)
Pero pásame ese
[Lil' Boosie]
Ugh! We dropped again on you bitch ass, niggaz! (Laughing)
Every album like a bird!
If you buy Trill shit
Then you buy that real shit!
Guess who the fuck is rapping
Y'all better not be tripping on lean
I ain't tripping on greens
Nor chasing some crime scenes
I don't got time to see
I'm smoking everywhere I go
(No sticks, no seeds, just Al Green)
I always gotta keep one rolled
(I keep that, need that, got that)
I'm blowin' every
you ever think of stopping me, Bblow it out ya ass!
I'm a hustler by nature but criminal by law
Any charges set against me, chunk it up and stand tall
to Queens, let's get it
Uh-huh
I always got a trick up my sleeve
I might give you a new trick every week
'Til this album drop, I don't know
I figured
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