[Intro] (Noah got that gas…) (Yeah) (Beat drops.) [Hook] Iron and velvet… that’s the way I move, Heavy when it’s needed… smooth enough to soothe. Flowers in my pocket… thunder in my boots, Green still got that Best Gas… watch the whole room bloom. Iron in my backbone… velvet in my soul, Pressure made the metal… peace kept me whole. If the wind change directions… roots already know, Green still got that Best Gas… watch the whole world grow. [Verse 1] Iron in my backbone, velvet in my tone, Pressure built the frame, but purpose made it home. Everybody swinging hammers just to claim the throne, I planted gardens while they argued who should cast the stone. Furnace made me brighter, never bent what I knew, Storms kept throwing punches, I just watered something new. They was chasing echoes, I was tuning into truth, Funny how the quiet always carry louder proof. Some became weapons… I became a shield, Some learned how to take… I learned how to heal. Every scar a harvest, every lesson in the field, The strongest roots stay hidden while they feeding every yield. Never had to rush it, iron know its weight, Velvet keep it patient, never forced to imitate. Best Gas in my lungs, let the whole room meditate, Breaking curses softly… Heaven working while they wait. [Hook] Iron and velvet… that’s the way I move, Heavy when it’s needed… smooth enough to soothe. Flowers in my pocket… thunder in my boots, Green still got that Best Gas… watch the whole room bloom. Iron in my backbone… velvet in my soul, Pressure made the metal… peace kept me whole. If the wind change directions… roots already know, Green still got that Best Gas… watch the whole world grow. [Verse 2] Everybody flexing steel, forgetting what it for, A key and a chain cut from the very same ore. One can lock a future, one can open every door, I chose to build bridges… they kept drafting for the war. Best Gas moving silent like the breeze before the rain, Some just smell the flower, others feel it ease the pain. If tomorrow vanish, I ain’t tally what remain, Roots remember seasons even after every change. Iron don’t get jealous when another blade get praised, Velvet never stress on every fabric getting made. I just let the fragrance leave a memory where I stayed, Truth don’t need permission just to shine another day. Heavy on my shoulders but my spirit walking light, Every dark horizon made the morning burn more bright. If they ask what made Green… tell ’em pressure met the Light, Now I wear them both together… and they fit me just right. [Outro] (Beat breathes.) Green (spoken) Iron taught me how to stand… Velvet taught me why… Noah got that gas… Green brought the Best Gas.
