Tummy hungry for the dull green
Exclusives, y'all never seen
Trying to get back to this thing called love
Or chilling enjoying the green highlands
People wonder why grass is green,
It's roc nation, this my team
You aint wantin the green,
Come see real niggas on my team
I get paper like i a mail box, seen
Is bein' mean, showin' lean, triple beams, easy green,
As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream
Got these bezzells on my wrist, bitch im smoking on that green.
Don't press ya luck when i'm pressed for time
Toking green hoping for dopamine
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