Maxo Kream – GREENER KNOTS Lyrics

Maxo Kream GREENER KNOTS Lyrics, GREENER KNOTS Lyrics by Maxo Kream

Okay, I seen a lot
Runnin’ in and out of Granny house
Uncle bummin’ on the couch, first time I seen a rock
Headed right there in the chair, watchin’ WWE, first time he seen The Rock

Had my Grandma pissed, went to school all white, K-Swiss
Told ’em, “Change that shit, put it on Rap City Basement”
Jammin’ sides, begin, Jadakiss, first time I seen The Lox

Started gettin’ high, homicides, drive-by
XDs lemon squeeze, red beams and Glocks
Seen a n**** die, shot him right in the eye
Put a n**** in the sky, made his breathing stop

Spin the block for the chop, ain’t even stop
Can’t ring your shots
That’s the very first day that I ever seen me an opp

Okay, I seen a lot
Came from the slums, had to get it out the mud, no love
To me that means a lot
Glock for my guns, hear the cops, better run

Head to the sun ’cause I still dream a lot
Never had nothin’, tryna run the money up
Leave it all for my son, them greener knots
Don’t know about you, but to me that means a lot

Okay, like cash rule everything around me
Believe none of what you hear and half of what you see
Go to school, get degrees and make the league
But the dream not for me so it’s make believe

It’s all in your head like Maybelline
You know a lotta n***** dead, yellow-tape the scene
They’ll tell you it’s a figment, due to the color of your pigment
Droppin’ off loads on the road to the riches

On the way to make it out the trenches
Fuck a red shirt, I’m in a courtroom, sittin’ on benches
Prayin’ for a deal meanwhile drug dealin’
Judge got a grudge, set your bond at a million

Can’t snitch, can’t switch, nah, n****, no squealin’
Grown men business, you gotta be kiddin’
New G, shoot them Glocks at the house, went to court and you turned to the cops
Southwest muder block, I done seen ’em a lot

In these Alief streets, big Crippin’ with the with the Locs, Trigger Maxo C
Pop trunk with the punk, get to dumpin’
Nickname Punken but ain’t no punk in me
Got the infrared beam on the Glock

Hittin’ licks, servin’ fiends on the block
Done things to my opps, murder scene, had to listen to cops
Hidin’ rocks, put the cheese in my socks

Okay, I seen a lot
Came from the slums, had to get it out the mud, no love
To me that means a lot
Glock for my guns, hear the cops, better run

Head to the sun ’cause I still dream a lot
Never had nothin’, tryna run the money up
Leave it all for my son, them greener knots
Don’t know about you, but to me that means a lot

Okay, I seen a lot
Came from the slums, had to get it out the mud, no love
To me that means a lot
Glock for my guns, hear the cops, better run

Head to the sun ’cause I still dream a lot
Never had nothin’, tryna run the money up
Leave it all for my son, them greener knots
Don’t know about you, but to me that means a lot