In My Zone (feat. J. Mally) [Radio Edit]

I'm up in my zone, I'm up in my zone
I got to put on, I got to put on
I'm up in my zone, I'm up in my zone
I got to put on, I got to put on

See I roll up and I show up, now I'm swerving in this hydro
I'm filled up with that sour Kush, I guess that's why my eyes low
Posted in the cut, I don't say much but yo they know I
Come through any need, any hour
Ain't even tryin', they seeing my power
Look at me now, you can just look at me now
Clearly I'm putting it down, Bond on my sound
N****s who playin' around, just hit them with forty four rounds
Apparently they be nervous, they reluctant of me
And so elite in my verbiage, it's just somethin' in me
Now see that case closed and that bank show
That I'll get go to get more O's
Pro with the gold flow, killing my flows
And my foes so cutthroat everybody know
Now on to these specific, I'm just different with this thing bruh
It's do or die forever yeah that just the thing I stand for
I got it then I got it, ain't no need to even ask why
I'm flying by these n****s and my energy, it don't lie
Now baby don't you worry, everybody know it's me
Every day I flourish and ain't no touching me

I'm up in my zone (I'm up in my zone)
I'm up in my zone (I'm up in my zone)
I got to put on (I got to put on)
I got to put on (I got to put on)
I'm up in my zone (I'm up in my zone)
I'm up in my zone (I'm up in my zone)
I got to put on (I got to put on)
I got to put on (I got to put on)
I'm up in my zone (I'm up in my zone)
I'm up in my zone (I'm up in my zone)
I got to put on (I got to put on)
I got to put on (I got to put on)
I'm up in my zone (I'm up in my zone)
I'm up in my zone (I'm up in my zone)
I got to put on (I got to put on)
I got to put on (I got to put on)

Yes indeed, I was blessed with speed
Try to stay way from X and Z 'cause so many h**s on ecstasy
Already been through A and B and I got this s**t way down to T
Letterman n***a, a veteran n***a, you heaven sent n***a, ya angels watching
All my n****s into knowing the ropes
Rock with that joint if she holding the dope
Duct tape her body and then we elope
N***a calling from jail, mad I'm deep on her throat
All is been well, bet it suck to be yo
N***a focus on you, just not dropping soap
I kept it real with like all of my folks
I was feeding them n****s and holding the fork
Whoa
No your hand ain't broke, it don't jam, it blow
Glockiana, my Thotiana be hopping on it
Your wifey wanna be squad, out of all the tools in the garage
You choose the alley wrench and grip pliers to fix the flaws
Look, you grabbed the hammer just to break like all the laws
Lost your screws, and the driver of the car is boss
What's the cost to take a muthaf***in' loss
It all pay, bought a life, that was today

I'm up in my zone (I'm up in my zone)
I'm up in my zone (I'm up in my zone)
I got to put on (I got to put on)
I got to put on (I got to put on)
I'm up in my zone (I'm up in my zone)
I'm up in my zone (I'm up in my zone)
I got to put on (I got to put on)
I got to put on (I got to put on)
I'm up in my zone (I'm up in my zone)
I'm up in my zone (I'm up in my zone)
I got to put on (I got to put on)
I got to put on (I got to put on)
I'm up in my zone (I'm up in my zone)
I'm up in my zone (I'm up in my zone)
I got to put on (I got to put on)
I got to put on (I got to put on)



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Writer(s): Michael Withers
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