[Hook: Danielle Parente]
Grass on the ground is as green as can be
Birds in the sky are flying so free
And the taste in my mouth is as sweet as can be
But it still don't change...
No, it still don't change the way...
The way that I feel
[Verse 1: Zero]
Been about a whole year, shit changed
Tell me, wait, I'll try to explain
I've been hitting coast to coast like each month, and when I'm home I find a bitch and get laid, but this
That don't change the way that I feel
I'm on my way to get rich
And you will never see one cent
Saw your Twitter page and I see that you're sick
I ain't trying to brag or boast, I saw your post
It starts to show that you were better when your heart was broke
But your dumbass should've thought the whole thing through before your thought provoked
Because of you
I don't have no more raps
Backing over body and put under floor mat
Hating only, only make me whip up more crack
If I front you a little, bring a little more back
I see a hater all on my dick
But I see you favorite all of my shit
Cause everybody knows that the kid about to go
And you ain't talking 'bout shit if you ain't talking 'bout this
There's jealousy inflicting the man
We getting busy, did he really think he's sick as I am?
Cause in my city ain't no pity, better pick up the plan
Then end it gritty, never giving
So go get what you can, motherfucker
Grass on the ground is as green as can be
Birds in the sky are flying so free
And the taste in my mouth is as sweet as can be
But it still don't change...
No, it still don't change the way...
The way that I feel
[Verse 1: Zero]
Been about a whole year, shit changed
Tell me, wait, I'll try to explain
I've been hitting coast to coast like each month, and when I'm home I find a bitch and get laid, but this
That don't change the way that I feel
I'm on my way to get rich
And you will never see one cent
Saw your Twitter page and I see that you're sick
I ain't trying to brag or boast, I saw your post
It starts to show that you were better when your heart was broke
But your dumbass should've thought the whole thing through before your thought provoked
Because of you
I don't have no more raps
Backing over body and put under floor mat
Hating only, only make me whip up more crack
If I front you a little, bring a little more back
I see a hater all on my dick
But I see you favorite all of my shit
Cause everybody knows that the kid about to go
And you ain't talking 'bout shit if you ain't talking 'bout this
There's jealousy inflicting the man
We getting busy, did he really think he's sick as I am?
Cause in my city ain't no pity, better pick up the plan
Then end it gritty, never giving
So go get what you can, motherfucker
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