This is a song about "Green days by the river"

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

We've crossed each other's path and days went by

Throw em in the river outdoors

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

Faded dreams-schemes have been unbalanced by green on the triple beam.

Just know that i'm always

I could see the better days

You just need to take me, i know you can fly

These days it seems that they've been passing me by

Because i smoke on the green

I got a dollar and a dream

I got that vicious flow, moncler winter coat

The river flowed to the doors of riches and broke

Trails snake round the river,

That damier bag i bought her