Rezin
Yea
491's finest
Bringing you that REZIN
Yea yea they ain't sleeping on me
The yanni popped out yup I know they be Peeking on me
They can hear a million when L.O.G up on this Beat
They on that fuck shit
Cuz I speak lyrically
They think I'm lost
But I'm fact I'm im tact
Spiritually
I ain't with that mumble rap
Cuz they gotta be hearing me
Got to say it with your chest
Got to speak clearly
Díyín díne must have added too much sauce when they were engineering me
Been here this whole time
On Route 66
They ain't acknowledging us
But we be in they flicks
Eating on these crumbs
While they flipping tickets
You a rabbit
You a coyote how u playing em tricks
You think I'm bob the builder how I lay these Bricks
The foundation
Need to send my family on them trips
From the nation
Our culture rich
But our pockets dry
Pressure up cuz of the bread we fry
Yannis are the Opps cuz they spy
Wasting their time praying on my demise
Kind of crazy you can't spell family without lies
Kids hiding trauma so in their dreams they cry
Being Rez is American as apple pie
I don't need a registration
This right here's a Rez ride
This is where I reside
Bonafide
All my savages born to ride
Rez love
Rocking out like Bonnie and Clyde
Don't worry about the haters cuz I need to get Mine
Yea yea
I need to get mine
They took from me
Now I got a cold spine
Yea yea
Try it again I'll give em this whole 9
Yea I'll give em this whole 9
Stole the show
This raw story telling
Talking bout all time lows
Stunting with my bros
Rock the boat
Grab your coat
It be too cold
Pack the strap
They be too bold
This the greatest story ever told
Rags to riches
Coming for gold
Then it's platinum
What's happening
Once my name gets out
They won't be napping
Grab the napkin
It's getting messy
Been ready to make this fetti
What we about?
Drip like a spout
Busted dam
That's how u describe my bank account
They can't pronounce my tribe
Need me an ounce
Got too much pride
A lot of my savages like cloyd
Waiting for their issues to subside
They never do
So the bullets fly
No cops to hear you
Ain't no money in the law
So we're outlaws
Bootleggers got the Rez up like Mardi Gras
Gotta check your in law
Don't want punk bitch around
It's contagious
They aint hating
That's facts
It goes down
Stay strapped
Yannis In the back
Don't know he bout to get jacked
Moonshine got him dim-witted
On a different level
Put my logo on a new era fitted
Kush got us lifted
Special class
Gifted
Top pick I don't know how NBA missed it
Put my ear to the ground
Made a play we flipped it
For a 6 piece and a biscuit
I ain't hating on a flow dry like a triscuit
Talking facts we lived it
Painting pictures vivid
Living dreams lucid
Fluctuate like fluid
Ten toes let's do this
Big dawg ain't no Rufus
This is where I reside
Bonafide
All my savages born to ride
Rez love
Rocking out like Bonnie and Clyde
Don't worry about the haters cuz I need to get Mine
Yea yea
I need to get mine
They took from me
Now I got a cold spine
Yea yea
Try it again I'll give em this whole 9
Yea I'll give em this whole 9
If u asked we smoked
We prolly did
If u see us balling out u know we winning
Land of the outlaws get to spinning
Whole lotta sinning
Doing it while we grinning
Rez boy done came up
We ain't never changed up
This money ain't never gone change us
Pops told me never trust a fooh with a roach Clip
Must be cheap and sus
Now look at me shiesty and such
Saving the back wood cuz the roach good
Riding through my neighborhood
Who lotta wouldas
But now never could
Climbing the chain I need that food
Dog eat dog it ain't rude
Survival of the fittest
Different breed getting the lettuce
Side topping like cheddar
Bitch we getting feta
These times getting better
I can make it rain change the whether
Fly on the low keep it together
While u up grab a feather
Never been one for Suzy Q's or Heathers
If I had a millly I woulda put it on maywhether
Need me a come up
The bag we gone run up
These numbers they try to sum up
Grind til the sun up
Running like Forrest Gump
Platinum plaques we on the hunt
Don't drink cuz they lakking when they drunk
To real can't go out like no punk
Put the pressure on might just need to take Their lunch
Weight of the Rez on my back got me hunched
Always had the flow left em scrunched
This Rez life shit ain't no Brady bunch
Wouldn't trade it for no thang
Not ashamed where I'm from
We take the dubs as they come in the 491
We take the dubs as they come in the 491
491's finest
Bringing you that REZIN
Yea yea they ain't sleeping on me
The yanni popped out yup I know they be Peeking on me
They can hear a million when L.O.G up on this Beat
They on that fuck shit
Cuz I speak lyrically
They think I'm lost
But I'm fact I'm im tact
Spiritually
I ain't with that mumble rap
Cuz they gotta be hearing me
Got to say it with your chest
Got to speak clearly
Díyín díne must have added too much sauce when they were engineering me
Been here this whole time
On Route 66
They ain't acknowledging us
But we be in they flicks
Eating on these crumbs
While they flipping tickets
You a rabbit
You a coyote how u playing em tricks
You think I'm bob the builder how I lay these Bricks
The foundation
Need to send my family on them trips
From the nation
Our culture rich
But our pockets dry
Pressure up cuz of the bread we fry
Yannis are the Opps cuz they spy
Wasting their time praying on my demise
Kind of crazy you can't spell family without lies
Kids hiding trauma so in their dreams they cry
Being Rez is American as apple pie
I don't need a registration
This right here's a Rez ride
This is where I reside
Bonafide
All my savages born to ride
Rez love
Rocking out like Bonnie and Clyde
Don't worry about the haters cuz I need to get Mine
Yea yea
I need to get mine
They took from me
Now I got a cold spine
Yea yea
Try it again I'll give em this whole 9
Yea I'll give em this whole 9
Stole the show
This raw story telling
Talking bout all time lows
Stunting with my bros
Rock the boat
Grab your coat
It be too cold
Pack the strap
They be too bold
This the greatest story ever told
Rags to riches
Coming for gold
Then it's platinum
What's happening
Once my name gets out
They won't be napping
Grab the napkin
It's getting messy
Been ready to make this fetti
What we about?
Drip like a spout
Busted dam
That's how u describe my bank account
They can't pronounce my tribe
Need me an ounce
Got too much pride
A lot of my savages like cloyd
Waiting for their issues to subside
They never do
So the bullets fly
No cops to hear you
Ain't no money in the law
So we're outlaws
Bootleggers got the Rez up like Mardi Gras
Gotta check your in law
Don't want punk bitch around
It's contagious
They aint hating
That's facts
It goes down
Stay strapped
Yannis In the back
Don't know he bout to get jacked
Moonshine got him dim-witted
On a different level
Put my logo on a new era fitted
Kush got us lifted
Special class
Gifted
Top pick I don't know how NBA missed it
Put my ear to the ground
Made a play we flipped it
For a 6 piece and a biscuit
I ain't hating on a flow dry like a triscuit
Talking facts we lived it
Painting pictures vivid
Living dreams lucid
Fluctuate like fluid
Ten toes let's do this
Big dawg ain't no Rufus
This is where I reside
Bonafide
All my savages born to ride
Rez love
Rocking out like Bonnie and Clyde
Don't worry about the haters cuz I need to get Mine
Yea yea
I need to get mine
They took from me
Now I got a cold spine
Yea yea
Try it again I'll give em this whole 9
Yea I'll give em this whole 9
If u asked we smoked
We prolly did
If u see us balling out u know we winning
Land of the outlaws get to spinning
Whole lotta sinning
Doing it while we grinning
Rez boy done came up
We ain't never changed up
This money ain't never gone change us
Pops told me never trust a fooh with a roach Clip
Must be cheap and sus
Now look at me shiesty and such
Saving the back wood cuz the roach good
Riding through my neighborhood
Who lotta wouldas
But now never could
Climbing the chain I need that food
Dog eat dog it ain't rude
Survival of the fittest
Different breed getting the lettuce
Side topping like cheddar
Bitch we getting feta
These times getting better
I can make it rain change the whether
Fly on the low keep it together
While u up grab a feather
Never been one for Suzy Q's or Heathers
If I had a millly I woulda put it on maywhether
Need me a come up
The bag we gone run up
These numbers they try to sum up
Grind til the sun up
Running like Forrest Gump
Platinum plaques we on the hunt
Don't drink cuz they lakking when they drunk
To real can't go out like no punk
Put the pressure on might just need to take Their lunch
Weight of the Rez on my back got me hunched
Always had the flow left em scrunched
This Rez life shit ain't no Brady bunch
Wouldn't trade it for no thang
Not ashamed where I'm from
We take the dubs as they come in the 491
We take the dubs as they come in the 491
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