GREENSTREETS
[Intro: Jodye]
You know when I was your age, which was not that long ago. I learned something about myself, is that I only care about myself. I am the shit, I will always be the shit and fuck anyone else saying different

(Verse 1)
Something’s gotta give, something’s gotta prove
Someone’s gotta win, someone’s gotta lose
It’s the game of the life and you got them doubting you but they proud of you
Reminiscing of the times we had all them barbecues
People grow up and hate shit
Always tryna change shit but they ain’t shit
Stuck up in the past looking ancient
Never had the passion or the patience
So when you see me in my bag I never say shit
Money be the beauty and the curse
If you really want the diamonds
You gon have to eat the dirt
That’s how you really put in work
You could hate it all you want
But it’s the truth that really hurts
You could fake it till you make it
You just digging up a hearse
The city is my friend but the city be my enemy
New York breaks me down till, I become a better me
Downtown remedies, wash heights memories
The city never sleeps and the city never weeps
For a nigga who got none figured
The hoes wanna fuck us and the cops tryna kill us
Bitches out here with some syphilis
He father of 4 and got shot to the floor
(Hook)
Stuck in the middle like a Greenstreet
I’m a flower tryna bloom, tryna bloom to the moon
You see I got the sauce ya tryna catch up
Beez in the trap tryna steal all my nectar
Stuck in the middle like a Greenstreet
I’m a flower tryna bloom, tryna bloom to the moon
I got a chick on the side and she stalling
She better make a move tryna hit her with the pollen

(Verse 2)
Life’s too fast, Life’s too short
Seconds on the clock you got the ball in ya court
What you finna do? What you finna do?
Cuz someone's gotta win and someone's gotta lose
Cruising down the city through fifth ave
Cutting through the traffic
Tryna get a destination, tryna know the revelations
Tryna get a reputation, screaming fuck an education
Fuck a motive, fuck the rules, fuck the rules
Tryna run with the jewels
Nathan Drake, Uncharted
Kick you down the hole you belong, I’m a spartan
300 goons tryna fly to the moon
I don’t need NASA, I didn’t even ask ya
Plotting on my downfall but you lack the ambition
All I need is myself when I’m headed on this mission
My futuristic mind and my stubborn ass decisions
Not ready for the ride let me rest for a minute
I just got the green light, I’m ready to go
I just got the green light, I’m ready to blow
Shoutout Jodye, Mr. Exec
900 2 Da World, thats the realest quote yet
(Hook)
Stuck in the middle like a Greenstreet
I’m a flower tryna bloom, tryna bloom to the moon
You see I got the sauce ya tryna catch up
Beez in the trap tryna steal all my nectar
Stuck in the middle like a Greenstreet
I’m a flower tryna bloom, tryna bloom to the moon
I got a chick on the side and she stalling
She better make a move tryna hit her with the pollen