Froze
I don't say nothing
When they say "who run it?"
Coz really I never been one to be stuntin
Coz half of you be always be frontin
Acting like you fucking something
I am not the one to fuck with
I'm dishin out verbal abuse
All of my punchlines they comin in groups
And I got the pack in the boof
I got the pack in the boof
I'm riding around in the ute
No I don't need me a coupe
I got the cash yeah these raps is the proof
I got a bag full of cash in my room
You and your mans is a fool
Sweepin the floor with you bitch you a broom
Hop in the whip and I watch it go zoom
Been a real one since I was in the womb
How many stacks I got? Damn A few
All I smoke is loud bitch you can't be serious
My bars got that turbo bitch they be fast and furious
Why you pipin up I'm just asking I'm just curious
I been waiting so many years for all you fuckers to be hearing this
Woah I bet they loving this flow
They take a picture I pose
I want some diamonds
Iced out looking real froze
Damn this shit is cold
Woah I bet they loving this flow
They take a picture I pose
I want some diamonds
Iced out looking real froze
Damn this shit is cold
Growing up I never had a safe haven
I grew up trappin and raving
I never needed no saving
I won't grow old and just live my life slaving
I'll make a deal with Satan
We be negotiating
For my soul I want the whole world to know what my name is
I wanna be rich and famous
Instead of living my life so aimless
None of you fucks are contending with me
Why the fuck are you pretending to be
Something you ain't when you ain't in these streets
Neither am I but I'm killing these beats
And making this heat, my tracks on repeat
All you wannabees better retreat
Or better yet just take a seat
I'm ending careers but I make it discrete
Woah I bet they loving this flow
They take a picture I pose
I want some diamonds
Iced out looking real froze
Damn this shit is cold
Woah I bet they loving this flow
They take a picture I pose
I want some diamonds
Iced out looking real froze
Damn this shit is cold
This be that fire like a blow torch
But it so cold I could use me a snowboard
New freezer like a snowstorm
Float like a butterfly, Sting like a bee
Get stung by the whole swarm
Diamonds iced out like they from the Cold War
Wish I lost control more
That's when I'm at my best
None of you fucks ever messed with the cheque
Money to the right, Money to the left
I ain't Drizzy but you know I'm upset
And none of you try and mess with the rep
Coz this is Trapmoney Zed
When they say "who run it?"
Coz really I never been one to be stuntin
Coz half of you be always be frontin
Acting like you fucking something
I am not the one to fuck with
I'm dishin out verbal abuse
All of my punchlines they comin in groups
And I got the pack in the boof
I got the pack in the boof
I'm riding around in the ute
No I don't need me a coupe
I got the cash yeah these raps is the proof
I got a bag full of cash in my room
You and your mans is a fool
Sweepin the floor with you bitch you a broom
Hop in the whip and I watch it go zoom
Been a real one since I was in the womb
How many stacks I got? Damn A few
All I smoke is loud bitch you can't be serious
My bars got that turbo bitch they be fast and furious
Why you pipin up I'm just asking I'm just curious
I been waiting so many years for all you fuckers to be hearing this
Woah I bet they loving this flow
They take a picture I pose
I want some diamonds
Iced out looking real froze
Damn this shit is cold
Woah I bet they loving this flow
They take a picture I pose
I want some diamonds
Iced out looking real froze
Damn this shit is cold
Growing up I never had a safe haven
I grew up trappin and raving
I never needed no saving
I won't grow old and just live my life slaving
I'll make a deal with Satan
We be negotiating
For my soul I want the whole world to know what my name is
I wanna be rich and famous
Instead of living my life so aimless
None of you fucks are contending with me
Why the fuck are you pretending to be
Something you ain't when you ain't in these streets
Neither am I but I'm killing these beats
And making this heat, my tracks on repeat
All you wannabees better retreat
Or better yet just take a seat
I'm ending careers but I make it discrete
Woah I bet they loving this flow
They take a picture I pose
I want some diamonds
Iced out looking real froze
Damn this shit is cold
Woah I bet they loving this flow
They take a picture I pose
I want some diamonds
Iced out looking real froze
Damn this shit is cold
This be that fire like a blow torch
But it so cold I could use me a snowboard
New freezer like a snowstorm
Float like a butterfly, Sting like a bee
Get stung by the whole swarm
Diamonds iced out like they from the Cold War
Wish I lost control more
That's when I'm at my best
None of you fucks ever messed with the cheque
Money to the right, Money to the left
I ain't Drizzy but you know I'm upset
And none of you try and mess with the rep
Coz this is Trapmoney Zed
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Writer(s): Zed Williams
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