Lyrics:
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
What A life
What A life
Climbing up these mountains
And I know I got to fall back
Maybe if you call back
Wouldn’t have to crawl back
Late nights
know many pose a perfect picture Secretly they hoes
All that time you spent on writing it but you not Living by the code
I can't stop the cooking; album
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on her LIIPS. You so Lippy Jay C Game raps simply like I could do better bars speaking from my Pee Pee See OG wont be Respected Anymore by me how dare you
They say "Chance you be acting like a fool"
But I'm sending momma to Cabo as soon as it hit it June
Licenses all green I'm moving
No time for me
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
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
does something that's accepted by younger
And ultimately cooler people
There's always a dangerous pride that wells up
Setting us up for a fall
I'm all
Al Green melodies for times that we need hope
Eb & Ivory mags and wine bottles on the table
Broken down caddies parked on the side, 'til they repo
And when I'm rollin' by
Niggas can't see me
The stares of a million pairs of eyes
And you'll never realize
You can't see me
Been gettin' word that
And when I'm rollin' by
Niggas can't see me
The stares of a million pairs of eyes
And you'll never realize
You can't see me
Been gettin' word that
could not yet be put into words
Skip forward a year, 1995
A new album by Green Day comes into my life
I'm told "this is punk" and I dye my hair green
begs to become the green
Wishing that the lights will change so I can drive by
Waiting for the signs to rearrange, or must I revise my style?
Standing
(Fuck all you hoes! Get a grip, motherfucker!)
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all
I'll give you good and plenty ('94)
Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
When I was dead broke, man, I couldn't picture this
50-inch screen, money-green
I'll give you good and plenty ('94)
Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
When I was dead broke, man, I couldn't picture this
50-inch screen, money-green
the hills to the best
I prove that I'm witty by usin my mind
I spit from my heart so you don't confuse
Me with other crews in my city
Cause I am the hardest
Gretchen von Ivan
Go-kart rushin' to finish their album then you find them
Lost, dog paddling, back stroking, what done happened?
Be rhymin' catching
wack, looking at my shoes in my videos
The back of my album cover, and stealing my marketing plan
Like you inventing something new to the company
[Chorus: x8]
This a trap
This ain't no album
This ain't no game
This a trap (trap muzik)
Welcome back to the trap
Niggas back in the trap
You can't earn the easy coasting free pass
I see through your wine glass or red bull and vodka
You said wow me well I shocked you
By trading Al Jeff
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