It’s a Green Light

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Big Ghost Ltd - Rap, New York Rap

It’s a Green Light

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[Intro] Young and dumb, ooh, yeah Yeah Young and dumb, ooh, yeah You know Young and dumb, ooh, yeah Uh, huh, I've been in a great space mentally, you know (Young and dumb) Lately, you know, I've just been in my bag, man (Young and dumb, ooh, yeah) I'm more confident than ever, man, I know niggas not fuckin' with me (Young and dumb, ooh, yeah) At all (Young and), no (Not at all) [Verse 1] I know niggas want this position I'm in (Huh) Some niggas put the work in Some wait for handouts, that's the difference of men (Shh) I ain't bothered by the comments, I don't think it's my skin (See, I'm good, nigga) If it's an issue, dump my blick, won't be no issues again (Pull up and see what's poppin', big nigga) That's a predicament niggas gon' wish they didn't get in (Huh) Green light everything, my niggas gon' spin (Brrt) My nigga Nickel told me, "Bro, that's a ridiculous pen Don't matter what, don't let them niggas make you switch up your zen" (I got you, nigga) Look, rollin' big backwoods, the dog style (Uh-huh) My niggas lurkin' broad day, not only when it's dark out (My niggas lurkin') Still got the Iron Man Bimmer sittin' parked out (Woo) Front my new crib, look like I bought Tony Stark's house (Talk to 'em) Richard on wrist but your momma live in a doghouse (Hahaha) I'm richer than niggas that hated on me in that park house (Ha) Did everything they said I couldn't do Now nigga, eat your motherfuckin' heart out (Eat your heart out, pussy) Machine (Yeah) [Chorus] My shooter caught another body (Caught another body) Shoot you in your face if you blink twice (Brrt) It's DrumWork, fuck everybody (Fuck all these niggas, man) They shoot up everything, it's a green light (Talk to these niggas, king) (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom), uh It's a green light (Talk to these niggas) It's a green light (You know how we rockin' nigga) (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) It's a green light (DrumWork shit) They shoot up everything, it's a green light (Brrt) [Verse 2] The young boys runnin' down, nigga, trust me (Huh) Only get a leg shot when they run down, then you lucky (Ha) Only Allah could judge me, don't put nobody above me I bust your head with this bottle of bubbly if you try to touch me (Hahaha) Yeah, I only speak on what I been through, nigga (Huh) Jottin' down my pain with this pencil, nigga (Woo) General patch up my jacket, check my credentials, nigga Machine one of the most influential niggas The Big Ghost instrumental killer (Talk to 'em) Know where to find me if you feel different (For real) I sold crack in the 90s, I'm built different (I'm built different, homie) Took over the game, that's a fulfilled mission My bitch rockin' tilt Christian Celine, tote the silt Smith and— (Bad) Either succeed when you try or you fail (Huh) Obstacles placed in front of me but every time I prevail (Ha) Nigga, I just excel, fire a shell I'd rather die in a cell before I ever tell, nigga (Woo) [Chorus] My shooter caught another body (Caught another body) Shoot you in your face if you blink twice (Talk to these niggas, king) It's DrumWork, fuck everybody (Fuck all these niggas, man) They shoot up everything, it's a green light (We green-lightin' everything) (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) It's a green light (Green light, nigga, grr) It's a green light (Talk to 'em) (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) It's a green light (We green-lightin' everything, nigga) They shoot up everything, it's a green light (They shoot up everything, grr) [Outro] Yeah, you know what the fuck it is, nigga Conway the Machine, bitch Big Ghost shit, we back, nigga Haha, we three for three, nigga We shootin' a hundred percent from the field, nigga Hahaha, woah, man, y'all niggas not fuckin' with this shit, nigga Whoever don't like it, suck my dick, nigga DrumWork

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  • Conway the Machine