Green Eyed Lady (Freestyle)

Lyrics

At this point, I'm starting to lose count But we still here though, still GREEN EYED LADY FREESTYLE You can find me out here kinda lost off mark saying kill em all Don't remind me how fucked we are they out here trying to build walls I'm out here trying to feed my fam not beef with man over a piece of land Scumbags Still You can find me out here kinda lost off mark saying kill em all I'm a limey with Miami plans you don't want us to get involved You don't want us to lay the hand that could change a mans whole ancient plan I just walked up out of the triple A And I meant to say that this city's bathing in a sinful glaze That I'm swimming in like Minute Maid Got a minute for me I can get engaged I don't need those rule books For the pop stars with the cool looks I'm a pop off for the mood crooks They like pop tarts i'mma rude cook So run again try to get away from The bang bang gang got a lot of ya'll lost in 24 more metaphors got records on my dial I been on a betting war with Tibetan lords That's how how it all went down Putting more severed raw like epic war in the repertoire oh wow They been like seven dwarves all getting forced To just get a whore and clean house cold Return to innocence image crafted will the ill intent Of getting finished masters with a bit of cents I don't need a mansion just get the rent And i'll be fine I ain't trying to leave here till time For me to pack my things and drink the wine Till that day i'll just blow your mind I got tour plans round the corner Albums right round the bend They might know Kendrick or Joyner They ain't heard a lot about Ben I never had a big deal with Warner I never danced round to pretend I never gave y'all any warnings Never duped out any friends I been bouncing round like a pinball Trying to get me a grip Getting off flipping that thin wall I'm quite special when lit Make em bounce back like Ping Pong Got it right flexing in the wrist Seen rap turn into a dim hall I'm lighting up in this bitch Get informed or get it going to go Let it form the critics born to blow Bet it storms the medic scorned the show Wrek it worn the freshest porn for flow Slamming hard the manic bars you know Panic rooms on planet pyune are cold Savage doom for avid rooms of soul That'll do the avenue is bold That'll screw em out of any gold That'll ruin plans they had before Anytime they say that the GOAT I'mma give em something they can goad Now they wanna get it but I no they wouldn't win it Anytime I get up in it it's a missile to the dome