Zain's Freestyle
I've arrived and I'm coming for the throne (For the throne)
Had to grind had to get it on my own nigga
Ya house ain't never been a home (Nah)
So when you call I just hit the dial tone nigga
I know my brothers got my back (Got my back)
Stay strapped with the pole never lacking (Aye)
We gettin money where we at
Pull up in a Rolls Royce truck, let it back in (Let's get it)
Only wifey is my muse, throw ya hands up if you fuck with my music
Easily irritated too, if another nigga try and call my phone imma lose it
Still cop another pair if the shoe fit, gunning down the ave with my bitch eating Ruth Chris
My name in ya mouth like a toothpick
RIP to Zain he knew a nigga really do's this (Aye)
Ay, watch a nigga hate 'cause I got it
Flexing ya bitch and she flexing my pockets
My feet up in the sand, smoking tree up in the tropics
When niggas bring up money you always tryna change the topic
Woah, a nigga talk down then it's stuck up
Better not trip when you see my demons run up
How can I feel sane with a team full of killers
At the end of the day, they know ALT been that nigga (Grah grah grah!)
Woah, don't want a problem don't say shit, you not talkin' money?
We no speak the same language (Ooo yeah)
Hey, woah, it was safe til I came 'round
Feelin' the Rain so there's nothin' you could say now (Nope)
Yeah, back on the road
Can't feel defeat so I stay on my toes
Energy is Max, feel me Mad down the road
This powers insane (in Zain) I could feel it in my soul, ah
Had to grind had to get it on my own nigga
Ya house ain't never been a home (Nah)
So when you call I just hit the dial tone nigga
I know my brothers got my back (Got my back)
Stay strapped with the pole never lacking (Aye)
We gettin money where we at
Pull up in a Rolls Royce truck, let it back in (Let's get it)
Only wifey is my muse, throw ya hands up if you fuck with my music
Easily irritated too, if another nigga try and call my phone imma lose it
Still cop another pair if the shoe fit, gunning down the ave with my bitch eating Ruth Chris
My name in ya mouth like a toothpick
RIP to Zain he knew a nigga really do's this (Aye)
Ay, watch a nigga hate 'cause I got it
Flexing ya bitch and she flexing my pockets
My feet up in the sand, smoking tree up in the tropics
When niggas bring up money you always tryna change the topic
Woah, a nigga talk down then it's stuck up
Better not trip when you see my demons run up
How can I feel sane with a team full of killers
At the end of the day, they know ALT been that nigga (Grah grah grah!)
Woah, don't want a problem don't say shit, you not talkin' money?
We no speak the same language (Ooo yeah)
Hey, woah, it was safe til I came 'round
Feelin' the Rain so there's nothin' you could say now (Nope)
Yeah, back on the road
Can't feel defeat so I stay on my toes
Energy is Max, feel me Mad down the road
This powers insane (in Zain) I could feel it in my soul, ah
Credits
Writer(s): Altarik Williams
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