Zone

In my zone (Zone)
My thoughts worth half a 'mil, hoe leave me 'lone (Leave me 'lone)
Shorty got no chill but be swearing that she grown (Think she grown)
Want to be my queen but destructive to the throne
I should've known
In my zone
My thoughts worth half a 'mil, hoe leave me 'lone
Shorty got no chill but be swearing that she grown
Want to be my queen but destructive to the throne
I should've known (Lets go)

Survival of the fittest (Fittest)
I'm coming like the British (Yeah)
I been sitting way to long, I gave these rappers fifteen minutes
Broken records making Guinness
They winning with they gimmicks
I done ate my spinach, now I'm ready for the scrimmage (Go)
My first time in the 'stu, my phonics hit me like some nukes (Nukes, boom)
Second time around that's when I knew I had the juice (Juice, juice)
Third time, the sound, it just couldn't be a fluke
Now when I talk, I keep it real so I only speak the truth
Hold that
Let me think, need a drink, where my cognac (Where it's at)
Neat freak, pretty feet, where the hoes at (Where they at)
Skeet, skeet, Plan B in that hoe bag
Big boss, shorty cost and I know that
I'm just tired of the fakes
I'm finna cut the grass got no time for a snake (No, no)
Pay attention to the moment, it's my time I won't be late (For sure)
Wear a thirty like I'm Curry, I'm not taught to hesitate (No, go)
Time to hunt, I seek a track and I'm going for the kill
Make a 'lil hoe mad, could give a fuck 'bout how she feel
Im getting shit in order and I'm fit to pay the bill
She been wanting me to court her, had to tell that bitch to chill
Ain't no time for a hoe, all this money on my mind
I might one night her, then it's right back on the grind
It's lit 'cuz I'm gone light her, let her have it she a dime
She beg me not to go, say she'll even hold the nine
Like a nigga can't be whack so I give that dog a bone
She a goodie and she loyal so I let her keep her phone (Keep the phone)
She ain't asking me for nothing 'cuz she get it on her own
I fuck around and build a home

In my zone(Zone)
My thoughts worth half a 'mil, hoe leave me 'lone (Leave me 'lone)
Shorty got no chill but be swearing that she grown (Think she grown)
Want to be my queen, but destructive to the throne
I should've known
In my zone
My thoughts worth half a 'mil, hoe leave me 'lone
Shorty got no chill but be swearing that she grown
Want to be my queen, but destructive to the throne
I should've known(Shit)

My thoughts worth half a 'mil, hoe leave me 'lone
My thoughts worth half a 'mil, hoe leave me 'lone
Want to be my queen, but destructive to the throne



Credits
Writer(s): Ephraim Redmond
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