at age of 16 starting selling beans at the rave sence
picking fights just to stay mean
glocks in back packs to protect 50 stacks
if you know what that means you know i made mad green
didnt sell weed own no tripple beam

oh no let go
oh no hell no
oh no so slow
oh no to fast

and if i keep living my life this way
how long is it going to last

2 years later
still knee deep in the game
went though bad times
and started felling the pain
couldnt change my ways
remaining the same

but still ready to attack
any cat that was slack
5 $ short on a 10 stack
split the wig back
show up to your furnel
dressed in black

thanks for looking just free styling with no beat at work hope you like. send the feed back and cheack out these other cats.
rapper song s.r. drink liquor from a chalice
rule a life made of want
liba dee cow tipping