Z Life

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah Yuh
See them racks I'm getting that
Yeah
Yeah
See them racks I'm getting that
In the whip I'm going fast
She see the ice she feeling that
In the store I'm popping tags
Shawty said I'm in my bag
I'm on the road I ain't going back
Up all night ain't taking naps
Yeah I'm pushing to the max

Sorry baby I had to let you down
Gotta fly outta town
Gotta flip these pounds yeah
I know you sick and tired of all these clown yeah
Talking out of bounds
Never hear you out yeah
Throwing up them Z's
Free my bro out the fucking feds
Taking all these risk young nigga I ain't never scared
Long live the trap my boy shit never dead
Brodie pulled up on me with that white benz
I'm in LA chilling with the baddest bitch
Living life we some born sinners yeah
But momma ima go getter yeah
Just trying to get richer yeah
Get richer yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Max Dormeville
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