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Yo, K, I was born ready, man. Ayo, slow-mo. Is that it right now? Right now, man. Right now, man. Three, two, one. I got the green light. My flag green. And it stay green. I puff green. Put a peppy in my step because my swag mean. She run around telling people that she know me. Maybe cause my breeze cool like an AC
But that cool breeze from my AC. Fit take you shopping all the way to Milan Or Fantasyland Now can you dig that? The only speech but when I do I burn the tires Apart from Allah ain't nobody higher Jump on the mic and spit Holy Ghost fire Degree in hustlin call it organized grind The coolest cop got eight and nine lives For Sony five rhymes for Sony five lines And the boy too they try trying bagging fine dimеs So on your marks, get set, go! We all in thе rhythm that we know We doing it all alone
We doing it all alone We just running in the rhythm that we know I'm gonna open all my shoes with the green light We doing it all alone We gonna stop all this running I put my hands with the green light Green light, green light, green light I'm gonna light you up I put my hands in the keys to let him go Watch him like worms overseas to let him know I'll be king crowned in his kingdom I'm knocking down your battlefield Don't take it personal, I'm versatile, it's all dreadful They say, bombs if I back that
I say be loud then fuck you all out They say I'm ignorant, say froth when it cuts fire Then smoke until you're scared, fuck with Mr. President Cause when I get it all, boy, we're all suckers, move it up Laying rabbits at the bottom with the don't wanna be yet I'm at the top and forever gonna be your infantilizer I know you realize that I ain't top, but naked then you can't criticize Call me drug dealer, got him addicted to my music Got him affected when he feels the hard work Pains all, life took his way up
Tell him I'm waiting, waiting for gear I gotta stare for my mission Realize that the bed between the stations so tight Yo fuck what you thinking The banks and the medias control what you thinking Your mind is fucked up I'm calling you wake the fuck up We know the way that we show We born and grown and all we doing right now I cannot stop when I laugh I stay in the green light I feel like living like a winner I cannot stop when I'm my skin in the green light I'm gonna soar with my skin in the green light
I'm gonna soar with my skin in the green light The order green I'm seeing right through my rear view Flirting fate in your south-west, a black suit Done with training and it's off to shine As a Saudi boy, rap king, mastermind The real show for sure So blow your blow if you're going toe to toe But you need to know I don't need dope to glow And it's easy, no waiting for the greed to go Man, I waste no time even though the world is mine And my words are flying for me in a perfect line Designed to hit insane, no physical pain
But when I get the spit then I'm making it rain Holacis game Nah, man, I'm here to win it, I got the spirit Tony M's boss is spittin', I cut kitty Don't me tell Pia did it, I'm done with it Even Brad done yards to kick it I snoopin' with it, yeah I'm straight spittin' it That good poskin' biggie pop like shock in my hood Droppin' it so hard, makin' it so large Enough to get Nicki for a second massage We got the slow move with the rhythm Now we show we going up We going up How can I stop when all I see is the green light?
Green light, green light, green light, green light How can I stop when all I see is the green light? Green light, green light, green light Falling on it, all that I'm still gonna ride it We got the KB and Big Sean The slow mo doing real life We doing real life We gon' keep it going on
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