Rockie Fresh A.C. Green Lyrics

The Otherside Track Listing
Digital Media 1
  • 1 A.C. Green
  • 2 The Worth
  • 3 Sofa King Cole
  • 4 Living
  • 5 So Gone
  • 6 They Don't Understand Why
  • 7 As Far as They Let Me
  • 8 Too Far
  • 9 What's the Hurry (interlude)
  • 10 What's the Hurry
  • 11 Otherside
  • 12 Time
  • [Verse 1:]
    I gotta make it to the other side, where the grass is much greener
    What I don't have is swag, this is just my demeanor
    And I swear that dirty money's the thing that's keeping me cleaner
    That'll get me out the jam into a jam-packed arena
    Everything that I dreamed of, rocking out at these packed shows
    Leaving with so many girls that I gotta pack hoes
    Entering through the back door, they know to keep they tribe clothes
    I swear if y'all could just spend a day in these eyeballs
    And stand on these plateaus, the view is so beautiful
    To make it to the top you can't usually be unusual
    I'm way too out the box, I could never work in them cubicles
    That school shit, I had did it, that N was fly at the funeral
    Stunted on my opponents, hella people got on it
    Now my buzz so big every indie nigga want it
    The win is who I belong with, I'm just tryna get my placement
    Not a doctor but I swallow the patients, 'cause I know that y'all been waiting

    [Hook]

    [Verse 2:]
    Man, it's important to be absorbent when advice is given
    An old head talking? I suggest you listen
    But ask for recommendations, you'll be the one they mention
    I swear you niggas could get paid if you pay attention
    Think I need an intervention, drunk off these punchlines
    Serial killing tracks bitch, I'm the captain of crunch time
    I'm tangled in my grind but that kush is helping me unwind
    They broken, I'm the cast, so surprised that I'm unsigned
    But my time will come, I will never stop believing
    I will never stop my drive, from the day I put the keys in
    Never rush or nothing, I'm just waiting on my season
    Since I got up in this bitch, I swear I never plan on leavin'
    And at this point I'm seeing, whatever we want we get it
    I can't wait 'till a couple mill is just a parking ticket
    On this road to riches, with thick fine bitches
    Living young, fly, and gifted, we been dying to get it

    [Hook]

    [Verse 3:]
    We knew that I would blow, 'cause I had a flow like a fountain
    Now we on, yeah we on, led to the top of a mountain
    And they see these niggas balling, but the checks is never bouncing
    They just broke us off a week ago, and girl is still counting
    So the money's not the issue, the issue is what it brings along
    Star stunting on niggas that ain't on what we was on, which is wrong
    They ain't jokes because they broke
    And if I ain't gone help them fix it, I ain't got no right to diss it
    My pops paid me a visit, he was helping me build the man
    Now his son is in construction too because I built the brand
    Took the time, took the grind, now I'm starting to take a stand
    It's been more than an ocean, but yeah we still see the plane
    Here I am, tryna get whatever they have in store, the only exception is leaving with a pair or more
    Yeah, that's some food for thought on your plate, I'm just hoping that this mill was worth the wait

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