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chriss boo - green light lyrics

[chorus]
green light …
i got my foot on they necks
we like …
big packs nothing less
you want help , but we all did , like we did gotta earn ya respect
i roll up , cause its hard to vent , you need me and never gave me a cent
put my name on the forbes list , cause my name rich off rip
could’ve hooped i was crossing n-ggas , and was jumping out that gym
we had to much static for them tournaments , but we was always come out with the win
537 for win , we don’t we follow we invent

[verse 1]

ain’t no science in the morning , we was cyphin in the morning
skip school , had to hit the block got me feeling like ike in the morning
n-ggas brag and post all they time , i got blues and i don’t show a dime
catch a clue , or left way behind
f-ck what you do , you ain’t one of mine
i ain’t engaging in ya plans , i’m with the sh-ts f-ck a stunt man
kam told me told me get the bag he punt it
once someone fumble the bag i’m a run it
i can’t lay down with the roll in my pockets that’s too much weight on my legs
i’m from the jets , i know the gimmicks can’t n0body play w my bread
we had to run it up , me richie and bled
slip out that dress lemme get in ya head
we gone keep spinning and spinning and spinning n-ggas be them reds
we gone keep taking them 2am trips til n-ggas is flying in jets
scared money don’t make no money go make you a bet

[chorus]

green light …
i got my foot on they necks
we like …
big packs nothing less
you want help , but we all did , like we did did gotta earn ya respect
i roll up , cause i hard to vent , you need me and never gave me a cent
put my name on forbes list , cause my name rich off rip
could’ve hooped i was crossing n-ggas , and was jumping out that gym
we had to much static’s for them tournaments , but we was always come out with the win
537 for win , we don’t we follow we invent

[verse 2]

i’m a young n-gga with the old money , i hear fake sh-t everyday
and the only way you’ll catch me out in public if i’m getting food out of state
i remember half for the lean but now i’ma cop lines the gang
same n-ggas i’m gone help eat , same n-ggas made sure i ate
if i don’t get it you know i’ma starve for it
make them benjamin’s flip like parkour
i made this sh-t from the dirt , you joined the ops , what the f-ck you gone start for ?
remember we used to have 2 v’s tryna race down the concourse ?
we was tryna catch b’s but n-ggas gone have to play hard ball

[chorus]

- chriss boo lyrics

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