London Jae - Green Light lyrics

[Produced by Jaque Beatz] [Verse 1] Started from the bottom, feet planted in the mud I was dead to the world Fast forward a few years, now I'm touring round the world All I want is some head from your girl Green light, I got to go and get it 2007, I had a Honda Civic Trafficking weed through the city, f** the speed limit And your club wasn't sh** unless my team in it And your club wasn't sh** unless my team in it Cause we winning And your club wasn't sh** unless my team in it [Hook] Broke b**hes make me nervous, I don't want em round me And I'm still on Cleveland, hustling for no reason The same spot where Rich came and found me Head over water, no more drowning Hand the valet the Ferrari at the mall, they surround me Feeling like a king, [?] that or be a dream I'm balling like Kareem, how the f** you n***as sounding Broke n***as make me nervous, and I don't want em near me In a McLaren with Bobby, round the lobby, n***as don't understand so they fear me I'm in this b**h stacking racks to the ceiling Tryna see a million I got my motherf**ing team now, green light [Verse 2] Young n***a with a million dollar dream Got a billion dollar scheme To get me some money and get the f** up out the gutter And never switch up on my n***as, going hard for the team Tell the truth, I used to look up to a few n***as Till I got me some money and saw their true colors Shining hard, popping good, and them n***as around you ain't got a pot to piss in n***a you a sellout They don't respect me, you don't like a n***a, check it Pull up on your set and get the motherf**ing weapon I got that motherf**ing Smith & Wesson Small thing to a giant, I'm from the jungle, and I'm kinging like a lion b**h I'm winning without trying Know you made it when you spending without buying Them pain k**ers tryna numb all the pain from the bullsh** I seen in my life It's only two motherf**ers in the world I don't trust That's n***as and b**hes, that's on my life Small circle, n***a can't stick a pen in it Face deep in that p**y I got my chin it I ain't a gangster, I'm a player ho And I'm moving round the city like the mayor ho [Hook] Broke b**hes make me nervous, I don't want em round me And I'm still on Cleveland, hustling for no reason The same spot where Rich came and found me Head over water, no more drowning Hand the valet the Ferrari at the mall, they surround me Feeling like a king, [?] that or be a dream I'm balling like Kareem, how the f** you n***as sounding Broke n***as make me nervous, and I don't want em near me In a McLaren with Bobby, round the lobby, n***as don't understand so they fear me I'm in this b**h stacking racks to the ceiling Tryna see a million I got my motherf**ing team now, green light