Retro Green - A Pirate’s Life [EXCLUSIVE]

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A Pirate’s Life - ‘Retro Green’ (OFFICIAL LYRICS)

Verse 1:
If my wife won’t
Ride a 25 to life for me then I don’t want her,

Cause if she ain’t that guarantees she’ll switch, that on my mother,

It might sound harsh but she know what it was and what I’m about,
Testify put suen else in her mouth,

I wont cry out for help if I need it
Jail taught me to deal wit it myself,
I walk beside my demons
And they showinh me something else
You talk with passion but you never seen it
Subjects you fantasise about, niggas really day dreamin,
Hopped up in a whip I’m speeding
Red lights what the fuck are Dey,
Blue lights gotta get away mmhmm,
& I’m holding onto dis 38
Do not disturb, ain’t Tryna stay awake,
Cause I ain’t slept in 3 days wit all this money to make,

And they still ask if I’m okay I say don’t worry,
Why you keepin shit from me,
I thought we was good, I’m sorry, for mistaking you, for her, thought you was someone else,

I get along wit my reflection don’t need no one else,
//
Hook:
Before you step in here you gotta understand the flex
Glass jug wit millilitres I prefer Pyrex,
This rock could sink a ship still whip up wit my pirates,
Flip the switch, turn on the fan see if it dried yet,
/
Leave the T high off weed, I ain’t driving,
It’s been a week, my pockets heavy so I’m smiling,
Catch some zzzs on the way back I’m busy life’s tiring,
Lean coma and i can not find where my mind is,
Mmm, yh
//
Verse 2:
Back to basics, banged up I’m back to basics,
Sitting down contemplating,
Gang mashed it so I mashed his face in,
You know where your place is,
Stay there re-evaluate it , before you make a statement,
I know what you bitch niggas on,
You like to talk a lot,
I know where you bitch niggas from (med)
And you go court a lot
You’d rather let the jakes do yo get back,
Like what da fuck is dat,
Go buy a gun & grab it, n press dat
Im old school, retro open your head back,
I’m slangin green n purple like da joka

Watch out for the needles in the sofa,
Im still trappin Tryna flip my pack back n over,

Said it ain’t over, free my nigga lil Rico,
We out here banging no rebores,
And they keep cappin can keep those props,
I need me a baby glock
I need me another spot,
Close down then I set up shop,
Stand back whilst I let it lock
Till death we on top, I like the way that she rock,
Back out the rum no ciroc , we from the slum from the block,
//
Hook:
Before you step in here you gotta understand the flex

Glass jug wit millliters I prefer Pyrex
This rock could sink a ship still whip up wit my pirates,
Flip the switch, turn on the fan see if it dried yet,
/
Leave the T high off weed, I ain’t driving,(high)
It’s been a week, my pockets heavy so I’m smiling,
Catch some zzzs on the way back I’m busy life’s tiring,
Lean coma and i can not find where my mind is,
Mmm, yh
//