Lyrics Green Light - Blade Brown , Skrapz , Hardy Caprio , GRM Daily

Green light, what's it gonna be like?
Hustle with the A Team, hitters on the B side
Niggas never realise, what we live in real life
Hitters on the B side, waitin' for the green light

Niggas don't realise (oh, oh, oh)
What we live in real life (oh, oh, oh)
Hitters on the B side (oh, oh, ooh)
Waitin' for the green light (oh, oh, oh)

Boom, yo it's all fun and games
Till it ain't fun and games anymore
Till the place ain't safe anymore
All I gotta make is one phone call
It don't take any more
I don't make mistakes anymore
I'm the one and only, they don't make any more (nah)
I'm prayin' that I don't catch case anymore
Just came off of tour, way before I ever done a show
Had to make sure the bag was secure
I come through in LV or Christian Dior
I'm at a gun range sayin' "Big man, I did this before"
And I still sell bricks of the raw (Still)
And I still couldn't give two shits 'bout the law

I still roll with the .35
'Cause I really live the street life
And if I catch you at the red light
You ain't gonna see the green light

Niggas don't realise (oh, oh, oh)
What we live in real life (oh, oh, oh)
Hitters on the B side (oh, oh, ooh)
Waitin' for the green light (oh, oh, oh)

I'm in industry meetings, trap phone's beatin'
Only big figures that we're speakin'
Front row seatin'
Rated Awards, let the G's in
Coming like it's real nigga season (trust)
I lost count, all the times I lost count (lost count)
But we're juggin' my brother, we never washed out (yeah)
And all my brothers locked need to free up
You wouldn't believe me if I told you my re-up
Game changed so I had to switch pace (switch pace)
Never see me wear it if it ain't a big face (never)
My fam are really in the field
Stop askin' 'bout my mixtape, I just beat my sixth case

Fans know what the Gs like
Might end up on a P9
End up with a red top
If I get the green light

Niggas don't realise (oh, oh, oh)
What we live in real life (oh, oh, oh)
Hitters on the B side (oh, oh, ooh)
Waitin' for the green light (oh, oh, oh)

Fame just sorta changed things
God blessed all my pagans
I nearly lost my patience, oh-oh
What's it gonna be like?
Niggas never realise
Hitters on the B side
Waitin' for the green light (oh)