Back In My Zone
FOOL
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Ain't going home 'til I'm on 'Til I pull up with a mil at the door I'm something you cannot ignore I'm something your shorty adores (Fly as F*ck) Easily stealing a moment This ain't no persona My flow so important Though Nobody noticed it At the beginning now I'm passing a quarter like smoking with wiz They don't know shit, they get hit with a mix of a kick and a clap Fist and a slap bitch if you mad Just know how to act When I hit you facts Wordy boy attack Peel their heads back No cap Kill it fast Highest in the room like a ceiling fan Everybody gonna get slammed, Rampage My work you've seen, do it every damn day This ain't that dude that they thought of I'm bringing that product Till I'm reach about 2 to 3 commas A House in Bahamas, And supercars I can just drive when I wanna, Bitch I'm a chopper F*ck out of my lane Swear you like Bruce Bitch I'm like Baine Bag after bag Ima start capping chains Back on the track like they hitting replay Out on the stage They screaming my name I can't complain This shit insane A mil in day Soon in a way I'll be zooming away Foolin wit bae Back in my Back in my I'm back in my zone Back in my Back in my I'm back in my zone Back in my Back in my I'm back in my zone Back in my Back in my I'm back in my zone Bitch, that's how it is I'm back in my zone They never listen I'm back in my zone They ain't ready for this shit I'm back in my zone That's how it is boy I'm back in my zone Ball like Lebron I got rings like the Lakers Writing these bars As a cook and a waiter Surrounded by homies That got me, no favors All that you got Are just traitors and haters Later on jealousy gon be your flavor Got Hennessy drinking while we rollin papers They letting me get in the booth and just say words To get a dream, gotta go put in the labor A pedigree, not like no other For now undiscovered Don't like it, your mother (yo momma) Not waiting for summer Not waiting for come ups I'll stay with the one up I ain't gonna shut up All y'all are puppets Your writers are Dunham Compare me to Shady I treat you like Budden Kill you too sudden Say it was nothing Duck season, We gon be hunting till they Eighty-sixed, 10 years from now They gon have my greatest hits I've majored this Make it last, I'm trying to just savor this My flavor mint Y'all ain't getting passed So keep hating bitch I make these hits Just know that wifey type my favorite bitch I do this at any pace My crew got that heavy weight Hungry, I barely ate Bump my shit every day Loving her petty face She wanna get a taste Creepin around her waist Know that I'm back to my good ol' ways Yea Back in my Back in my I'm back in my zone Back in my Back in my I'm back in my zone Back in my Back in my I'm back in my zone Back in my Back in my I'm back in my zone Bitch, that's how it is I'm back in my zone They never listen I'm back in my zone They ain't ready for this shit I'm back in my zone That's how it is boy I'm back in my zone
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