Forty Mill - Green Room (feat. S H E L T O N)

Time passes, ay more classes
Coming out The Green Room like it's past tense
Only wanna speak truth to the masses
Everybody looking round like "what happened?"
What happened, ay dial back ten
No designer on my Hip I'm feeling Tragic
You got a lighter for my blunt? Could you pass it?
Speeding Exit 22, doing fast shit
I know I said I'd see you after Prom night
But I ain't feel right, got into a bar fight
I put a penny in a well and made a wish, right
Never even got a genie, now I'm uptight
It seems like everything in life takes you by surprise
Ain't got no time for the people we despise
If I put it in perspective, probably cut ties
I can't escape, it's reminding me of old times
This shit's really hard bro... damn
Hit it back with the beat, ou run it up, ay
Time passes, ay more classes
Coming out The Green Room like it's past tense
Only wanna speak truth to the masses
Everybody looking round like "what happened?"
What happened, ay dial back ten
No designer on my Hip I'm feeling Tragic
You got a lighter for my blunt? Could you pass it?
Speeding Exit 22, doing fast shit
Maybe you're not fucking with the beat (With the what?)
Took a couple bars, S H E L T O N did the feat (Yes he did)
I'm putting money in the bank you see
Believe me, a couple years I'll be
Doing shows, buying clothes, making moves with the boys on the road
I'm switching flows, turn to gold, fuck around, hope I'm never getting old

Written by:
Ty Barone

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