nobody here knows shit about kafka just like you dont know shit about me, a few of you do a little. people dont have to conform to this little american beergarden slutclique to be happy. maybe they just dont want to fuck you and dont like your lifestyle and they dont have to live that way and you shouldnt think that they need to to be happy. the world is way bigger than a few bougie (lets not bullshit ourselves, you can have brown skin and still be bougie as fuck) neighborhoods and there are a lot of people who are just fine existing outside your mostly arbitrary set of social rules.
I'm takin care of business, like they say Green is business, they say oh boss screamin the funny way Comes all the way in a circle is what I mean It all starts and finishes with green (right?)
Green ain't only money you know It's silence, country, and things that grow You could have your foot in a drift or watch it be That's where it's at, in a funny way, if you follow me (Then) maybe I'll work on my ratio some ('Till judgement comes) (Just tell them everything) (Green) is a lick no matter where you place it (Green) is the color today, always been, face it The (green) on my scene change everyday (Let us do unto you they say) Green is a life bag in a different way But it could lead to a death bag too (neon red anyway) It could lead to a death bag too (neon red anyway)
one day u might find me in a business suit meeting with mark zuckerburg discussing classified shit the next u might see me with a 50 cap flippin work out the traphouse then another day taking thumbprints with OG GDF thats just how it be
