Green Piece Of Paper - Styles P

Green Piece Of Paper

Styles P

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Lyric

A lot of pain

You learn to live with it though

Things we do

Hungry, starvin' in beast mode, live by the street code

Where niggaz take your shit like the repo

The boys'll sell crack, to your mother if you're good

So called brother in the hood

Lord help us, you gotta know we possessed

I guess it's the stress that make us a hot mess

It's somethin' on the chest 'cause none of my niggaz rest

Graveyard shift, my guns with the laser spit

'Til you're hit, all the tissue come off

Nobody go to church but they hustle to get across

Who am I to argue or fight or bicker

When I could see my demon in the cup of the liquor

Reflection, my section, shit's gettin' thicker

'Cause love don't mix with the liquor you should know that

Gun, knife or bat I'm yellin' out, "Hold that"

Twenty, fifties or hundreds, you know I'm tryin' to fold that

I live my whole life for a green piece of paper, five

Did some trife shit for a green piece of paper, ten

Did some hype shit for a green piece of paper, twenty

A green piece of paper, fifty, a green piece of paper, a hundred

I live my whole life for a green piece of paper, five

Did some trife shit for a green piece of paper, ten

Did some hype shit for a green piece of paper, twenty

A green piece of paper, fifty, a green piece of paper, a hundred

In the game for mad years, paid the whole lot of dues in it

Never bite the hand that feeds you, but the rules is different

When the hand that feeds you ain't got food in it

Room full of scholars, bet you it's a fool in it

Yeah, I learn my wisdom from the wise

But then I learned livin' from the lies

Both drop the same jewel boy, better get it it's your time

But nope I say it's God time

I'm just a maker of hard rhymes, due to the hard times

Skin's real thick, you could look at the scar lines

Sometimes in my mind, I be still on the yard time

Hittin' the bar time, crunches to the push-ups to the dips

But real niggaz push up with the clips

My niggaz is raw, you heard right, no cook up in this bitch

Let it go, you better duck, don't look up in this bitch

We came to body some, we ain't shook up in this bitch

I live my whole life for a green piece of paper, five

Did some trife shit for a green piece of paper, ten

Did some hype shit for a green piece of paper, twenty

A green piece of paper, fifty, a green piece of paper, a hundred

I live my whole life for a green piece of paper, five

Did some trife shit for a green piece of paper, ten

Did some hype shit for a green piece of paper, twenty

A green piece of paper, fifty, a green piece of paper, a hundred

I did some trife shit and hype shit

Yeah, on the grind every night that's why I don't write shit

Used to go hand-to hand, rob niggaz man-to-man

Hoppin' out the hoopty or the van 'cause I ain't have a plan

Now I did a lot of shit for a green piece of paper

I formed my teams, I was on the scene thinkin' major

Before a e-mail I served fiends off the pager

Gettin' high, dreamin' 'bout a green piece of paper

I live my whole life for a green piece of paper, five

Did some trife shit for a green piece of paper, ten

Did some hype shit for a green piece of paper, twenty

A green piece of paper, fifty, a green piece of paper, a hundred

I live my whole life for a green piece of paper, five

Did some trife shit for a green piece of paper, ten

Did some hype shit for a green piece of paper, twenty

A green piece of paper, fifty, a green piece of paper, a hundred

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