Another Zone

Another Zone
My pen is sealing out the sickest things
Can't get no trilli off just rapping g
The way i'm feeling i don't wanna sleep
Go make a killing for the fam to eat,

I'm in another zone with rapping, the beats they always slapping
Tell the fiends to go and tap in like Doms this legal trapping
I'm tired of hearing the capping like nigga what is you clapping
These niggas really acting i swear they ain't getting active

If you don't sit yo ass down and be you that shit ain't true
Niggas'll gun yo ass down to show proof then trophy you
That's why i never be rapping all of that hood shit give my view
Malcolm keep on hitting all of them good licks got me too

But i get my money up wish i would trip checks and bluea
You see i'm moving nasty with it
You see i'm proving crafty wit it
You see i move like nasa with it

I'm the flyest in here can't even see you down there
I'm like the coldest of beer addicted to what they hear
You know the flow like a spear i'm piercing all through your ear
I heard them niggas was scared i told you niggas i'm here

I'm maneuvering my ends you niggas lie bout ya spread
I'm fucking tutoring they kids they prolly wanna be chris
Y'all niggas losing it I win i'm getting comfy with bread
Watch niggas snooping in ya biz give them enough to go live

If you saying I'm the best in city don't insult me
Keep it honest man y'all niggas is shitty they can't compete
You should really think about it is risky fucking with me
But if y'all wanna drop bars i got plenty i'm ready g

I won't paint my toes not for no money no no
No no no no no no
I won't sell my soul not for money no no
No no no no no no

You know i cannot fold not for money no no
No no no no no no no
I won't sell my soul not for no money no no
No no no no no no



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Fontes
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