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EVOL TWIN

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Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Lil zeebo
Shit crazy man
Introducing
Or I should I say
Zeta
You could get hit with the trenta
Remember the days when I would up wake up on the couch my bros singing hey ya
I would walk up to my momma and give her a hug she give me a great smile
I take it for granted cause now I be missing the love, be passing out fake smiles
I was like eight sum
Man I wish I'd of ate sum
Gotta grow up to weather the storm
To be one of the great ones
Yeah one of the great ones
I ain't talking fake ones
No hand outs in the games
If you want sum
Gotta take sum
Tryna be big now
Oh you ride with the sig sauer
If you knowing that Imma pull up to the spot
Like a dawg you gone sit down
Might as well take a seat now
Have you locked like the impound
I'm coming ruthless I be like Rodman how I be snatching the rebound
Jumping off on the deep end
But ain't mastered the deep stroke
If you the big dawg that's running the court better be hitting your free throws
Cause for a nigga like me
That ain't been having
Hell yeah imma need those
You know I been starving
But imma ball out regardless
You know it's the game I'm been charging
The game I been charging
Getting high off the contact
My hollows stay hidden it's compact
I'm going up without signing a deal
Nah, ain't signing not contract
Unless I'm coming in contact
With the most high, yeah the most fly
Whatever I tell you I mean it
Swear I keep it in most times
You know I been starving
But I'mma ball out regardless
No paint, no pen, no canvas
But you know I'm a artist
No saint, yeah I have to repent
But Imma still see the garden
I win cause I know in the end
I just following my calling
(Hell yeah)
I do this shit for my team
The ones that's riding with me
What it is you all should know
Ain't been down this road before
Soon We all be heading shows
What I got I want some mo
When I get up to the top, I'll want forgis in twenty-
Lost my pimpin for a second
But I'm right back on my shit
Niggas know that I aint Goin
I aint tryna hear no lip
Baby I ain't trying to win your heart
I only want the chip
If they try to take my freedom imma empty out the clip
Milly Rocking with the 9 and I'm sliding
Niggas Surgical, Poseidon with tridents
They thought that other shit was gas well nigga try this
I woke up and chose the violence I'm outside with shit
Pulling up big truck pick up (skrrt)
Money been called, been picked up (bllrrrt)
I know they watching my moves, so I play it smooth and I keep it cool
Lord knows I'd rather be laid up with somebody's daughter chilling by the pool
But I had to hop in the booth
And speak the prophecy to you

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