Lyrics:
, manifested, so I gotta stay ready
I'm Sincerely not Tommy but I feel it in my Belly
I can't live wit regrets so I gotta risk it all
Dream big and jump for it
I
Don't care bout bein in the Mix
Just want me a maybach to play all my music
And when I get it gotta make sure that I never lose it
Biggest boss up in
I'm stacking, I'm up in the
Ocean I slide like the kraken I jump in the pool
I don't even tap in it
No sir I wouldn't want to be you
Zap, boom, pow,
nothing, We can go home
A lot up on my mind, It hit me when I was 9
Now I'm fine cause I accept that Ima die without a sign
How do I rewind to go back
to the side
It took patience It took grind
Only the real in my eyes
Only the family by myside
F Three M they here to ride
Only the realest
What I deal wit it
If
blue cheese 100 I made it tonight Foreign cars I’m driving fast I ain’t stopping at the light I’m sipping mud light Ice mix the wock with the sprite
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's like I been doin' a lot of interviews
Just people be callin' my name everywhere, "Hey Zane!"
(So crazy life's so, crazy)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's like I been doin' a lot of interviews
Just people be callin' my name everywhere, "Hey Zane!"
(So crazy life's so, crazy)
Thinking bout life at the bottom of the pool
Drinking by the rails at the top of the roof
And I might as well jump then I think about you
Got a family
They can say they built for the journey until they flip-flop
The long road ain't build for us all, it's a distance
A lot of man ain't built for
hired earns
I mean biz'
Its a fee on the bump
No green kids
Took a flee on the jump
Shhhh... Mr. Bean did
Life on the line, line dotted
You can break
clean
They can't see me properly
Mix it til I'm seeing green
From a teen was seeing things
More like some imagining
Dreaming about what I would be
Lost
but he's off the trigger
So shook ya shiver, poison verbs like alcohol destroy ya liver
Make ya volcanic hot, niggas got problems like Sir Smoke-a-Lot
Sound check
Go so before I start dey burst
Hope say you dey buy my song?
Cause if na few dey get am
Then that one no be love
It takes a whole lot
there feeding off of me Like I'm the definition of demonology
I'm just honestly dead inside come jump in my ride
Come get lost with me there's lots to see
Susie is making the rat pot stir
Would you please take your hat off sir
Reiterating it's rat soup Saturday
Couldn't start the weekend a radder way
She called late, I never care what her friends say
They the type of people hanging by the Freeway
Rolling doobies post it on their Instagram and flex
Been on by my lonely till I break through
Going through the struggle that's what makes you
I feel like I'm on the moon I mean I can't lose
He say he
ringing my phone off
Then they call me when they want favors
So fuck it I'm switching my phone off
Fuck it put my phone on flight mode
Jump
hang with me if your style too wack
They be like Rod how you do it
Run up a check I just do it
Fake from the jump bitch I knew it
No it's not gum but
the trigger
So shook ya shiver, poison verbs like alcohol destroy ya liver
Make ya volcanic hot, niggas got problems like Sir Smoke-a-Lot
Cannibals bitin my
It could be a beautiful day
And you'll get hit by strays
This is what you do
If a nigga stealing money out the crew
Cut eight of his fingers off
Walk side is on Bay Street
That's where you wanna meet
Down by the river where they mix Quickrete
Lay the path that you walk on
Hold-on! Lose your
on?
Got me chopping, mix and master, put it in the fryer
Straight face no banger
Coolin' with the crooks and trap stars
Independent women I pamper
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