Mr.Greene Freestyle

Lyrics

What would I do if I ain't have this pain Built up deep inside my heart I you Tell you bout my coma my heart you still broke apart It's funny cause these niggas don't kill me it'd be a broken heart I promise you you take all my problems I make work of art Of Misery Got labeled a villain Cause they ain't killin me Ain't shit to do with feeling me They sensitive literally I promise you they feelin me Nova cane ain't stopping that pain them billets still in em Hunndo be the name she say daddy is better Or better yet I'm mr. Greene cause I'm gettin cheddar I'm getting dough You broke soo I gave her a loaf It Wasn't for her I promise you Im giving you hope I'm Taking the route 1 way Figure it out Hot boy too hot Soo I'm giving it out Cookin em up this Betty Croc came inda clutch Bet he pop he a croc ain't no lacing em up Black force yoke mode bitch I'm ready for what I'm ready to Conquer You ready to say sorry your honor Now go and tell that hard love that you got from ya father What would you do without Yo rental car jewelery and ya shiny clothes I ain't need that fake ass imagine to reach these kinda hoes Or kinda tolls even in the dark I'm still gone find road Find light I helped em do it How tf he outa sight Think you juiced up Issa Shortage you runnin outa life A shortage of real The real really got replaced with mice What would y'all do if I just came up Changed up and fell off Nothing but just went to the spot were we just left off They say you posta lean to right when you know your left wrong Ambidextrous it don't even matter I lose a left arm Stand up ten toes I just need my head on My brother love my music so my music gone get kept on Let me hear akil in ya tape that shit get stepped on