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Sampa The Great

Grass Is Greener

 

Grass Is Greener

(album: The Return - 2019)


Silentjay
Could be, better
Could be, better
(I think we boutta)

Could be, better
Could be, better
(I think we boutta)

Could be, better
Could be, better
(I think we boutta)

I think we boutta blow
Oh oh ohoh
Oh

I think we boutta blow
Oh oh ohoh
Oh

(Better)

Yeah uh
I'm calling out for the winter
Summer not kind to beginners
The greatest love story since Martin and Gina

I have an issue I ain't loving a healer who never heals
A mirror better come with my figure
I know I got my issues

Whitney and Bobby
I am sorry from the get go
True names
Do not remain
Again
The pain and chile the ghetto
It's never work until the work is finally done
And all my issues stemming from one
I'm not the one

I'm boutta blow up honey
I'm boutta blow up soon
I ain't waisting time chilling with you
You're so confused
You know what they boutta play my tune
The anthem of the single and doomed
Let's not assume

I think we boutta blow
Oh oh ohoh
Oh

I think we boutta blow
Oh oh ohoh
Oh

The grass is always greener
On the other side
The grass is always greener
On the other side

The grass is always greener
On the other side
The grass is always greener
On the other side

Huh
I'm sipping on green tea
I'm living, I'm slipping the real me could never
Hunty no me
A Queen could never lonely
No one to hold me
I know a wall is built because of
Setbacks, heartbreaks, heart attacks
I can't forget that

Alas the last resort
Is giving all your love off
But where is he to build if you have given all your love off

Sorry
And speaking of self
That is the one that's truly holy
You better hold yourself before you think
That you can hold me

It is the greatest know the feeling is felt
I speak in first person
Cause it's better for my health
I'm only trying to figure me out
I love myself and this is truly who it's about

I think we boutta blow
Oh oh ohoh
Oh

I think we boutta blow
Oh oh ohoh
Oh

The grass is always greener
On the other side
(Greener)
The grass is always greener
On the other side
The grass is always greener
On the other side
The grass is always greener
On the other side
The grass is always greener
On the other side

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