Mr.Greene Freestyle

What would I do if I ain’t have this pain
Built up deep inside my heart

I you Tell you bout my coma my heart you still broke apart

It’s funny cause these niggas don’t kill me it’d be a broken heart

I promise you you take all my problems I make work of art

Of Misery

Got labeled a villain

Cause they ain’t killin me

Ain’t shit to do with feeling me

They sensitive literally

I promise you they feelin me

Nova cane ain’t stopping that pain them billets still in em

Hunndo be the name she say daddy is better

Or better yet I’m mr. Greene cause I’m gettin cheddar

I’m getting dough

You broke soo I gave her a loaf

It Wasn’t for her

I promise you

Im giving you hope

I’m Taking the route

1 way

Figure it out

Hot boy too hot
Soo I’m giving it out

Cookin em up this Betty
Croc came inda clutch

Bet he pop he a croc ain’t no lacing em up

Black force yoke mode bitch I’m ready for what

I’m ready to Conquer

You ready to say sorry your honor

Now go and tell that hard love that you got from ya father

What would you do without

Yo rental car jewelery and ya shiny clothes

I ain’t need that fake ass imagine to reach these kinda hoes

Or kinda tolls even in the dark I’m still gone find road

Find light

I helped em do it

How tf he outa sight

Think you juiced up Issa

Shortage you runnin outa life

A shortage of real

The real really got replaced with mice

What would y’all do if I just came up

Changed up and fell off

Nothing but just went to the spot were we just left off

They say you posta lean to right when you know your left wrong

Ambidextrous it don’t even matter I lose a left arm

Stand up ten toes I just need my head on

My brother love my music so my music gone get kept on

Let me hear akil in ya tape that shit get stepped on