Zooted

Its getting late
Lets hit the henny
Im back to back
Smashin down my city
Freestyle tracks
Plottin on the low
Lets Creep on em slow
And lets lose control

Yea u had a fun time
Wrote some dope rhymes
Work in the morning
And u cant miss more time
Almost moved up
And im bouta get a raise
We taking little steps
To control all the rage

Yo fuck that shit
House empty hit
We can go thru the back
Kick in that bitch
And u know they rich
And they cant forget
That the fam struggling to
Even Make a cent

Why u thinking like that
U will rot in the back
Of a cop car
Fast life but u never seem to go far
Steel bars next day for the set huh?
Get that shit out yo head bruh

Nah nah nah nah
Think 30bands and beam

Beam?

We can take down the whole team

Team?
Really bouta listen to the heem?

Yupp
Do it for the dream

If they got a lookout
U just fucked up the dream

Yo fuck what you mean
Lets do the fuckin thing
Running outta time
Fuck this rhyme
Yo listen to me

Yo im Zooted
And i hope i dont lose control
I hope i dont lose control
Shit i hope i dont lose control
And im Zooted
And i just hit the pot of gold
And i just hit the pot of gold
And i just hit the pot of gold
Yo im Zooted
And i hope i dont lose control
I hope i dont lose control
Shit gotta focus on my goal
Said im Zooted
And i just hit the pot of gold aye
And i just hit the pot of gold aye
And i just hit the pot of gold

Manager gettin
On my nerves
Experiencing a
Funky curve
Lately i want
More of the herb
And i sip a lil more
To get me blurb

Yo ill match it with u
We got the flame
And im packed with the booze
We avoid the games
Me and u on the coupe
No room for lames
But we meet with the crew
Switch hella lanes

Cant afford this yo
And u just found a whole brick
On the floor? (yup)
And u still plan
On hittin mo? (Yea)
And it gets u
All this gold?

Yea yea yea
But ma mind
Moving at a high speed
I can save u
If they come wit a beam

I really need the money
To go for my dream
Cant afford these books
It really be CREAM

Lets go then
I know a spot in the O man
Ill Kick that door just go in
5min tops we gone man

Alright lets do it
Hands all sweaty idk what im doin
I hear 5-0 man wtf we doin

Escape from the back
We fasho not losing
Dressed in the black
So they know we zoomin
Just stay close
They wont catch up

No escape
We sho are fucked

Please oh please
Just shut the fuck up
Driver pullin up
In the back of the cuts

Fuck he stuck
Dogs in pursuit
Bouta get the boot
They comin with a troop

We got u surrounded
Drop all the loot

I Put my hands up
I yell
Dont shoot

Yo im Zooted
And i hope i dont lose my soul
Shit i hope i dont lose my soul
Yea i just hope i dont lose my soul
And im Zooted
And i just hit the pot of gold
And i just hit the pot of gold
And i just hit the pot of gold
Bitch im Zooted
And i hope i dont lose my soul
Hope i dont lose my soul
Shit i just hope i dont lose my soul
Said im Zooted
And i just hit the pot of gold aye
And i just hit the pot of gold aye
And i just hit the pot of gold

Woke up
To the sound of a beep beep
How long was i down in
A sleep sleep
Officer outside
Just to meet me
Fuck this wasnt just
A dream G

All i could hear is my homeboy
Sobbing
Threw away my life
For 1 day of mobbin
Even if i make it
Its to jail for robbing
We were really villains
I was tryna be robin

What do i do
Got my bruh in a mess
Heading to jail
With a shitload of stress
Good person
Criminal to the press
Hit with a bang
He got 5 to the chest

Breathin machine
Really living for me
I can see the light
And im hoping this a dream
Only reminisce
On the best of everything
Tomorrow never promised
I will send the energy



Credits
Writer(s): Franklin Zuniga
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