Lyrics:
Back in my zone again, it's mental
Listening to the same instrumental
Staying up so late
That my eyes start looking oriental
And this pen is so
that filet mignon
Don't you be teasing me
I wanna go with you all night long
On the dance floor
I got her singing all of my songs
This instrumental
eyes
I've been dealing with this shit since I was little
I'm only feeling better when I'm pouring all my pain on instrumentals
I'm a real nigga and I
little shorty in my headlights
This girl looked half black, yet half oriental
Man, this chick's got class and style
I'd like to ask her for her
weed in my drawer
Got them bomb seeds in my garden
Valley Girl, Dolly Parton
If that shit don’t be poppin’
Got them dope fiends in Compton
Got my niggas
dollar car where I sit
And my broad is the shit
Crenshaw in the 6
Got it parked at the Shell in front of all of the Crips
You either ball or you brick
I'm constantly taking my time
You fucking with me, then you leavin' that fake shit behind
(Uh-Oh) Bringing the 702 to the building
Why they tryna
But my girl, she lives there.
She don't have jewels, she ain't got money
But she makes my whole world sunny
Where's no make up on her face
But where she
[Verse 1]
I was on Miami Beach
Saw the girl of my fantasy
She was into finer things
Bathing suits and diamond belly rings
She was something like I
passions
I said you are a lady
Perhaps she said I may be
Left my ring by the soap
Now is that love?
You cleaned me out you could say broke
Now is that love?
change of heart
Cash points and cannabis
You cocaine snort, if you think I got caught
I'm kicking like a stallion
I lived in a yard where my mummy
One for the money, yes sir, two for the show
A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe
Was the start of somethin' good
Where me and my nigga
One for the money, yes sir, two for the show
A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe
Was the start of somethin' good
Where me and my nigga
One for the money yes uhh two for the show
A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe
Was the start of somethin good
Where me and my nigga rode
a nasty pic
So I can see right where it is
And I promise I won't show my friends (yeah right)
She replied, well OK B-T-W by the way
S-M-H it's such a shame
"Tonight I'm gonna stay at home and watch my TV"
I don't build my world 'round no single man
But I'm (she's) gettin' by, doin' what I (she) can
I (she
In my zone
When the instrumental be like 19 hunnids
That shit get me running
Na na na na na na na
Yeah I think i got it, yeah
Dammit Louis is lit
of Spades
I got past a couple bumps, I need some aftershave
Left my main girl to my side twice like Apple Pay
I don't regret it, but I can't say it's
instrumentals[00:32.32]Got an arsenal i got an army of beats[00:34.04]Got hella beats that i can use and pick from[00:35.84]Niggas dont know where i came and come
is idiotic
Instrumental going stupid but my flow is hella toxic
Hard to find a clique because these niggas too robotic
The way that y'all be moving
been hustling on my block
Nah I ain't talking about slanging dope
I'm slanging that bean pie
Y'all already know where I been at
Riding the metro, with
Making more than what I'm missing
I should play for Golden State
I'm Kobe Bryant number eight
Put the city on my back, 702 where it's at
I'm legendary,
owners I just mentioned. Ceasar later married a slave girl by the name of Peggy Jones. My great, great, etc. grandmother. To this union, the following
Tryna switch tha tempo
Tell me where you been tho
Tell me where you been tho
Girl you play way too much, you got me goin' mental
I put weight on my cuts,
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