stay/go - deep green lyrics
[verse 1]
the amount of times i had to question motives
like if i up and left, do you think the ends would notice?
am i meant to trap or am i meant for showbiz?
i don’t know but either way i make this bread like hovis
but trap wasn’t ever in the plans
i made a hundred plus just from peddling these grams
roulette’s a huge threat, i can’t bet again
i’ve seen a n*gga’s stack go up and down like the letter n
all this bussing and dotting, it’s got me ducking and dodging
i swear i love all this profit, i went to something from nothing
they’re scheming and watching becah they seen what the watch is
i threw an old jacket on and found a g in my pocket
cah these packs, i’m getting rid of ’em
all this money that my hands have seen
i swear it’s easily been a million
should i stay or go? i need to make my mind up
before this n*gga’s time’s up, you feel me?
[hook]
right mind telling me that i should go
but more time i’m thinking really i should stay
get up out the streets, make my own lane
but then again who am i kidding? would i make it anyway?
right mind’s telling me that i should go
but more time i’m thinking really i should stay
snakes laying waiting, the feds dem wanna raid
a mad ting, i’m still insane in the membrane
[verse 2]
i’m out here every day like the groundhog
cause chilling makes no money, kinda sounds odd
was trapping out in grove and then moved on to stapes
overcrowded out in parts, i needed bigger cake
if god was blessing trap n*ggas, i was holy
but now the rest did a congregation on my rollie
talking before my peeps, this man that i could rock with
i’m talking primary school, for dinners i queued up with
i found the plug at fifteen, hit the strip, blew up quick
got sucked at eighteen, went to pen and n*ggas loved it
must be cause i had their crushes giving uck quick
or maybe cah they were down while i was up six
true i was small, them man confused me with the victim
till i drew out the borer, lost it then i sticked him
new haters every day so beef, it wasn’t nothing
but had to set the levs, i checked plumber for couple somethings
couple times a week, abuse the blenders with the bash
them fumes come down, my mood swings, realise now i was a cat
how you sleep when your motor and your face is bait?
with half a box under your pillow and a .38
every time i see a gringo i think i’m on obbo
and every time they see me, n*ggas think i won the lotto
sometimes i think i bless my princess if i catch a hollow
more time i’m thinking is it given i’m seeing tomorrow?
right mind tell me that i should go
but more time i’m thinking really i should stay
who else gonna serve the beige and the flake?
bare excuses but i’m a slave to the game
[hook]
right mind telling me that i should go
but more time i’m thinking really i should stay
get up out the streets, make my own lane
but then again who am i kidding? would i make it anyway?
right mind’s telling me that i should go
but more time i’m thinking really i should stay
snakes laying waiting, the feds dem wanna raid
a mad ting, i’m still insane in the membrane
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