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Zak Young

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Come find me when you patterned up
The respect wasn’t mutual
Go ahead, play with your bluff
You think you look tough?
The direction is crucial
Don’t be timid cause now I’m excited
You kept on pulling on my strings cause you thought I wouldn’t bite
Now that is enticin’
I might make it look easy but killa don’t push me - I’m quick to cut ties if you’re on me
Don’t bother, don’t piss on my party
I was loyal, you knew where to find me
I never went sour when you had it sweeted
I honour my code till I rot in the dirt
No I don’t pay no writer for a verse
They only complain when I hear them converse
But act like they already ran upon this turf
Question my dedication, had a revelation,
I don’t need you to value my worth
This is a celebration, thank my mama for raisin’
A youngin’ that gets up to work
Breakin’ the curse, when we had no money in the bank
Or a food stamp, never mind desert
I’m feelin' a little sedated
Ammunition in my rizzla
Rollin’, I’m smokin' on silver
I like my Sativa
Got hooks like Hakeem Olajuwon
It’s never enough less it’s number 1
I’m ballin on suckers
We’re throwin’ up numbers
You wouldn’t notice we hit 21
I’ve been consistent from day 1
This shit like nothin we came from
I’m used to sittin’ on the bench
Now they wann' talk to me
Expect no apology,
Cause I got pretty and blew a few bands
I’m just an anomaly
I’m just an anomaly
Father raised a young soldier
No scars too deep
The pain came with it, still I get work
Headin’ back to the booth, wrote a million words
I think I hit a nerve
It’s all love when you comin’ up till you hit a lick, now watch these other cats turn
Had it locked off now a couple young g’s wanna cock block, manna get swerved
Whenever will I learn?
So many lessons but I keep on getting burnt
From the south side grew a kid with a heart to the game and the mind on the run
My lungs don’t hurt,
My lungs don’t hurt
And I just churn
The rest is burnt
The crest is pressed
Got Ink on the chest
Got reef in my mouth
Got loud on my breath
In the back of my mind, I ain’t settled
I gotta go hard, go metal
Everything I do is essential
I’m feelin' a little sedated
Ammunition in my rizzla
Rollin’, I’m smokin' on silver
I like my Sativa
Got hooks like Hakeem Olajuwon
It’s never enough less it’s number 1
I’m ballin on suckers
We’re throwin’ up numbers
You wouldn’t notice we hit 21
I’ve been consistent from day 1
This shit like nothin we came from
I’m used to sittin’ on the bench
Now they wann' talk to me
Expect no apology,
Cause I got pretty and blew a few bands
I’m just an anomaly
I’m just an anomaly
Father raised a young soldier
No scars too deep
The pain came with it, still I get work
Watch these other cats turn

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