Sampa The Great - Grass Is Greener Lyrics
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    Grass Is Greener

    Silentjay
    Could  be, better *2
    (I  think we boutta)

    Could be, better *2
    (I think we boutta)

    Could  be , better*2
    (I  think we boutta)

    I think we boutta blow
    Oh  oh ohoh
    Oh *2

    (Better)

    Sampa
    Yeah  uh
    Im 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

    CHORUS
    I think we boutta blow
    Oh oh ohoh
    Oh *2

    The grass is always greener
    On the other side
    The grass is always greener
    On the other side
    *2
    -
    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
    Cos 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

    CHORUS
    I think we boutta blow
    Oh oh ohoh
    Oh *2

    The grass is always greener
    On the other side
    (Greener)
    The grass is always greener
    On the other side *4

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