GRE3N

Get heart's beating I beat 'em with art I read If they knew what I been threw Prolly feeI the Brees I drew blood, hearts disseect You see I seen red turned to green Purp leaves set me at ease though Paint all my scenes yo Black dreams blue thoughts Yell low chase cheese Orange ya glad im who see crème Fifties pink my Money colors All I need Alkaline I'll see ya lighter See ya later Cus Ima Stach paper baker for tha bread And he get slapped up even if I got da stick on me I'm more stay on my own stack up my chips homie Like a chip he gon dip When i reach four my hip oh me Bout to make that boy strip I'm the one Obi Knobi Startin wars up in my hood Know we ight when it ain good Was Rollin woods throwing dice to rolling Royce Since Maybach live this way by choice I'm choosing weight class I'm a smash ya bois Khabib I did em way bad I'm in my bag Illinois Feeling sad when bro got shot I'm hot like Mike I got to Pippen uped my Rodman Man whateva im down for if I'm down bad Don't go to bed wont go to sleep Its for da rich And I wont blink that's been the sitch Now let that sink Get heart's beating I Beat 'em with art I read I live four green It's in my genes I denim dirty It was a test love Charging all my energy Now she riding Maybach Low ride on E Cus all my batteries red And I won't stop until I'm