Gr3en 2 (feat. Vib3)

Hol up Wait Hello My name is jay Imma tell my story See It all started at 17 Moms was struggling Pops was nowhere to be seen It was only us That's it Momma always trippin bout rent I was never happy We Never had a lot to begin with I was tired of seeing her like this Tired of barley having anything Living in this poverty Shii why it gotta be like this Jus then I got an idea So I hit up my homie Like yo nigga We gotta get rich He was like how you figure Big bro got a brick Are you suggesting become a dealer Looking at the options It's better than my moms struggling to make ends meet Plus I could finally get some real money going I could finally afford the shii I be wanting And get more of the needs Necessity's and wants We could have it all Pops was deadbeat So I had to take care of this household So yeah nigga Why not It's easier said than done Nah f*ck that If we going get it We going get it I ain't letting failure be an option So you in or you going keep rejecting He said Jay I'ma see you in a week Ight Brodie lemme know Stay safe and with that I went to sleep And could only dream of one thing Green I know what you need I'm what you fein You can try and run But you'll always need me I am Green No A week pass by Graduated from an innocent life To now I'm risking it ery night All for the woman who gave me mine I know her secret job I know she don't feel good inside But she was making the bills An that's all that mattered Nah f*ck that Momma you ain't going have to cry I know we won't see eye to eye But I gotta do this so we survive So from that night I was flipping 2 3 bricks ery night I was on the grind Best believe that Moms was shocked with the green in my hand Where you get that I been working at this under the table place Knowing if I told the truth she'd slap me in the face Tears of happiness ran down her face Little did we know that be the last time I'd see them My homie hit me up Like yo nigga I jus got this lic idea We should rob a bank That's pushing our luck don't you think He was like nah mane This our chance to hit the big time I looked at a photo me and moms Replied Ight f*ck it He said tomorrow at 9 a Went to sleep that night Thinking we'd bouta get up outta here So 9 came So we hopped in the car Others in the crew was along our side Had the Glocks masks And bleach We knew what we had to do And there was no discreet Pulled up They made me the getaway Sitting outside on the wait Jus then my phone rang My momma called said wyd I said jus over at T's house Not knowing I might be going to jail She said well come home we gotta talk I said okay Jus then the crew got to the car Transaction complete And we drove down the street But jus as I hit a turn We see the red blue lights Tryna not freak out But they seemed have caught our sight They knew we was the ones on the run Hit a left a right then a left then another Then after we finally think we free Gun shot gun shot The end of me