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letra de state green - peezy & yg teck

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[intro: peezy]
what’s the time?
(rather wear dior instead of state green)
i was wrong
(really been outside before eighteen)
but we got no time, better late than never
(rather wear dior instead of state green, oh, lord)
what’s the time?
it’s best to do somethin’ if you got none (i say, oh, lord)
better late than never
([?])
[chorus: peezy]
really been outside before eighteen
i be in the streets and i don’t say, “cheese”
feet up on they neck, man, they can’t breathe
rather wear dior instead of state green, oh, lord
really been outside before eighteen
i be in the streets and i don’t say, “cheese”
feet up on they neck, man, they can’t breathe
rather wear dior instead of state green, oh, lord

[verse 1: yg teck]
really been outside before eighteen
i’m the star of the plan for the a-team
we used to make a dime before the weight came
we just to short-stop when the plate came
really from it, n-ggas can’t tell me nothin’ ’bout it
they say you special when you did it and you come up out it
pay attention when i move, i’ma be up if you blink
i don’t tell my side of the story, give a f-ck what you think
a lot of diamonds just to cover up my worst scars
n-gga, i don’t get lucky, i just work hard
every year, i been goin’ up, like the perc’ cost
you don’t profit ’cause you still get your work hot
[?][1:13] then profit thirty, f-ck how i look
i still’ll make a jump bag if i dry-cut
last year, a hundred thou’ was my louis bill
and before i made a mill’, i know i blew a mill’
[chorus: peezy]
really been outside before eighteen
i be in the streets and i don’t say, “cheese”
feet up on they neck, man, they can’t breathe
rather wear dior instead of state green, oh, lord
really been outside before eighteen
i be in the streets and i don’t say, “cheese”
feet up on they neck, man, they can’t breathe
rather wear dior instead of state green, oh, lord

[verse 2: peezy]
street n-gga lifestyle, might not make it
get high, f-ck hoes, and catch cases
grew up on the street where it ain’t no fakin’
mama say, “no matter what, son, you can’t live basic”
hard hustlin’ got me up some
both my kids got trust funds, n-gga
i been doin’ it so long, i’m startin’ to feel like i’m old
six-thousand-dollar jacket ’cause the game gettin’ cold
the streets say, “whatever it is you doin’, stay in that mode”
they ain’t wanna give me flowers, had to jump in that rolls
now it’s instagram models front row at my shows
drinkin’ pink ace of spades, but the chain rose gold
started with a dollar and a dream (what else?)
now these b-tches see us and they holler and scream
thousand-gram cuban on my neck, i could barely breathe
man, we really been outside since we was barely teens
[chorus: peezy]
really been outside before eighteen
i be in the streets and i don’t say, “cheese”
feet up on they neck, man, they can’t breathe
rather wear dior instead of state green, oh, lord
really been outside before eighteen
i be in the streets and i don’t say, “cheese”
feet up on they neck, man, they can’t breathe
rather wear dior instead of state green, oh, lord

[outro]
what’s the time?
i was wrong
but we got no time, better late than never
what’s the time?
it’s best to do somethin’ if you got none
better late than never

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