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hell alone
It's crunch time and I'm in the zone
Sir Sylvic with the hooks
Sylvy I'ma talk my shit
Cause I had to work for my shit
I earned and deserve my

I just walked up to that bitch, and asked her if she want a perc
I know that she ain't gon take all these kids her stomach gon hurt
These niggas out

been froze
Tell me I ain't reachin' out, but you don't even call my phone
Tryna do you right, but all you ever did to me was wrong
Rollin' by myself so

money color same like collard green, She a lil bad ass bitch, but she turn into a fiend I fucked her once she fell in love, no we is not a thing

That

a fuck bout what they thinking but you see I don't
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Be 100 go and get this money yeah that's all I know
Chase a ticket moment that I get it out my niggas

Can someone help me out?
I just want some help
I feel like I am stranded
I'm all by myself
All alone on this canyon
I just want some company
I'm

Took her out to lunch
Now she keep calling me a munch
But I don't know too, too much
Bout that, I just hit and run
Yeah, I'm just having fun

I go into

you can't feel a pulse no pulse
Got it on my own there ain't no rules in this game no
Yeah you gotta watch your zone and who to claim
I be cruising by

at it, not good at consistency
I've been testin' waters out, tryna work on my ability
Pop out like I'm Sharkboy Pulled up to the spot, left with your bitch

in my Sprite, now I'm in my zone
She took a sip of the cup, she might fuck me to this song

I feel like Lil Durk, close that back door I'll top

she ain't had to face the truth
I'm not my mistakes, I'm growing everyday
So the nigga you knew last year is far away
Second I find out he ain't right,

Rubbing on your body
Leaving hickeys there
Hold you by your throat
While im pulling on your hair
Throwing it back on me
Slap that derrière
I dont

in the three-point stance
Let's talk about that lil' story that he was gon' tell me, I know this shit full of them lies
How do you not see the fuckery,

holding me close
Or watch how I walk my lil ass out the door
It's bittersweet, We love through the night
Hope you can come up with way better lies
I'm not

have to build a bitch
So I could mold her

Nina by my side

That's the only bitch
To get me to hold her

Coulda had you
Pulling up inna rover

grown for the lil shit
Drop a nice bag get you gone for a little bit
In the zone call me Polo Jones boy I'm innocent
Why goofy Niggas always talking shit

attention to me
Bitches comin' up to me and askin' for a picture with me
I'm in my zone, I'm in my element
Niggas ain't relevant, y'all don't belong

Every

Bitch, she tryna rock with me, I'm only tryna, uh-uh
Bitch, she tryna rock with me, I'm only tryna stop by
Bitch, I'm goin' crazy, you could put me

Aye
let me be honest
Been really rapping out here for a minute
It's A whole new world full of parties and women
In Same time zone, but I feel like

out scrap, uh Pop a perc, get me in my zone

You know I'm tryna do it, do the dab Police get behind me, all I hear is sirens
Hear them sirens, I hear

it
In these Streets shit getting tragic
(Shit get tragic)
I done Walked down all these fiends
I done flipped down all these zones
I got 10 to 20

off, hit the red carpet
Now my bread long, you lil bitch, you
To the real ones who still with you
Ain't a day go by I don't miss you
Now I'm cautious,

sendin clones
That's just them exotic strains goin straight into your dome
Been extra terrestrial no need for phoning home
This a different type of zone

to this nitti beat,
Hop out the ride, skip the line, straight to VIP,
Step in the club, yeah, you know the girls is choosin me,
Choosin me, choosin me, she