This is a song about "Green gable"

I got a dollar and a dream

Thought police, your mind's not green.

Bout that green like baby bop

One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop

Got these bezzells on my wrist, bitch im smoking on that green.

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Its never dark cause were smoking that green

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Or medicine in a green bottle

Bout that green like baby bop

Ever since then i had no job

That the green is his motive

Let me cash you out , here hold this

My time is spent mostly counting green

Bitches pursue me like a dream