Hundreds fallin' like raindrops
Bluenotes bumpin out the range got the thang cocked
Bust it in the air and pour the drank out
Bad bitch, lip gloss, scoop her from the nail spa
Told her do it with no hands while you let the paint dry
Finessin' on the low between that and the flow my face hot
Gotta move swift and talk cryptic when the jakes by
Got a new lick every week this shit can't stop
Til I can put the babies and ladies who raised me bay side
Really gotta thank God, there ain't odds i can't beat
Braided up like AI but this EA give you game cheap
Trey five in a game leaf this FaceTime don't ring me
You gangsta now? It can't be
Dont trust him, he do-Re-mi if they bust em
Swear I can't eat with that nigga if we ain't starve wit eachother
I be starin in that mirror just wondering who can fuck wit you?
It aint a soul
Ain't no signs on this road
Fuck a speed limit weave past the highway patrol
Eyes red from the green shit always on go
Eyes red from the green shit always on go
Sleep patterns off beat wrote this wit my eyes closed
Seeds in the concrete how the fuck did I grow?
Left shells on the scene then he fled down the road
Eyes red from the green just another lost soul
Eyes red from the green just another lost soul
Eyes red from the green shit, always on go
Eyes red from the green shit, always on go