The grass is always greener On the side that you don’t piss Ima riff Here some spit For a bit Now the dick Peep the pen I can’t pull up Ball with them They pretend Not a friend If you ****ing I’m my ends Catching you stumbling again You gon have to make amends I’m a pull up no pretend Ima have to put the hands All up on you You my Stan Up the volume Clap yah hands Ima pull up Punk my dance I Ain’t pulling up my pants (Crash out) I’ve been balling ripping Through my city Like I’m back now Catch a balling pretty little bitty And it’s half now She just hit a tre With the thritty We got cash now Throw your money up I might take the shit It’s for my son My family Cuddled up Pulled Up Baked as shit Stoped Rolling Blunts Not playing COD as much Don’t know where to vote Who’s in my boat Not like the party’s US God bless My wrist and my heart It’s so cold I can’t rest Till it’s coated in gold Pray for my haters They blood is straight hoe If you don’t like me Then let it be known Getting too close And you might lose your nose Been in your boat And I never come close Once upon a time Man I wished for the most Now I just need me a home For my Earth The grass is always greener On the side that you don’t piss Ima riff Here some spit For a bit Now the dick Peep the pen I can’t pull up Ball with them They pretend Not a friend If you ****ing I’m my ends Catching you stumbling again You gon have to make amends I’m a pull up no pretend Ima have to put the hands All up on you You my Stan Up the volume Clap yah hands Ima pull up Punk my dance I Ain’t pulling up my pants Always in the whip Where if we die Then we deserved it I'ma have to change I feel alive But I have purpose I wonder if you'll sing I wonder if you'll hate the surface Of every single thing I pray to god that it was worth it