Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped
Got my shirt off the club too packed
Because i smoke on the green
Exclusives, y'all never seen
I'm the head coach of the team
Tummy hungry for the dull green
We popping the fortune, not the fame, shit, you backwards, man
Overexposure like i chose hurt with no shirt, turns into a tan
Took you forever to get dressed, i acknowledge your effort
Bet everything you're worth, you'll lose your tie and your shirt
My shirt, purple label my shirt
Its no days off, although i'm bored to work
Got the vans on, plaid shirt and some skinny jeans,
To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats
Thought police, your mind's not green.
Man this life is but a dream
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