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Yeah, Green Flame, I'ma tell you, like

Still in the hood, driving through every day, like

Man, this shit just crazy, man, I can't believe this shit

This shit hurts your heart when your mom get evicted

But I keep my head up, my game is never restricted

**** said I threw salt when he took that loss

But I'ma tell you like this, bitch, I've never been shift

Riding that new presidential, it's shifted

Man, I ride the more whips, stacks, that's sick shit

I'ma tell you like this, **** was rocking on 6th Street

Talking to the people, man, the rest was history

My life was crazy, homeless people giving me Peet's Coffee

Charlie, thank you for showing me

Never forget, I see real early

Giving me some game, **** was rocking too early

Bus rides, meeting **** in the back like, "Bruh, what you doing?"

"Shit, I'm trying to get straight like grown-ass men, but we only 14 and 15 and 16"

That's the crazy thing

**** coming out with weird dreams, wanting to be a doctor

Uh, but the streets change everything

I'ma go to college and be a neurosurgeon

Fuck with me, I'ma bruise ya and I'll try to save ya

I'm a Oakland Raider and a Francisco 49er

Dope in the- that's why your boy got recliners

People watching on the block, man, every hour

****, on the, man, they seek and follow

Same crackers playing games like there's no tomorrow

Riding with the chop out here looking Zorro

Black mask, black shit, everything awkward

Living life like a movie, not Shottas

**** talking about The Players Club, fuck 'em

I ain't talking about this shit, man, hit the ball

**** playing twenty stacks for they head tomorrow

I'ma come with that metal like Dave Navarro

What you want to do, man, shit on my back?

People getting wrapped up, chased off the map

I'ma tell you like this, I want no money from it

I'ma dumb out on these pussy-ass, bitch-ass ****, man

I'ma tell you like, man, you **** can't fuck with me, man, we ain't even-

We back on that shit, man, we back on that

Shit, I'ma tell you like this, man

**** don't got a choice but to fuck with me

So I'm like, man, fuck these ****, man, to the core, bruh

I'ma tell you like this, man, I'm back on my, uh, other shit

Green-Flame other, you know, yeah

Yeah, the back-to-the-home ****