FR! (feat. T Clipse, Asani, Quis Chauncey, Godinho & Arkh Zeus)
Big Zen shit big Den shit you know all that
Yeah, Clipse
Me and all my niggas we gon' ball out forreal
I don't gotta bark I'll let my dogs out forreal
I ain't sending threats man that's a promise forreal
They ain't put in work them niggas called out forreal
Me and all my niggas we gon' ball out forreal
I don't gotta bark I'll let my dogs out forreal
I ain't sending threats man that's a promise forreal
They ain't put in work them niggas called out forreal
Plan it and prosper
Praise be the sun
Boy I live by the doctrine
Zen niggas not for the talking
Ain't came here to play bitch so bring out the dollars
Shout out my blood love my shottas
Ain't a punk nigga apart of the roster
Spliff steady punching E packed in the grabba
Dojo been balling ain't calling coach carter
Yeah
Came for the fame
And I stayed for the gang
Can't hang w the lames
Road running for these hundreds
No dirt on my name
We locked it's the zen
Niggas is solid ain't been where we been
BnB banging your bitch brought her friend
Just cuz we different don't mean we don't spin
Ran up a bag then we did it again and again and again
These niggas ain't putting work
Like me and my crew get left you ain't putting us first
Us not them never questioned our worth
Zen brothers we made diamonds from dirt
I made time for myself I was cursed
I can't lie cause inside I was hurt
I made strides to be more down to earth
Cause pain's all we'll ever know in this world nigga
But I bounced back up not defeated
Any L I done took I done needed
Any hate they had for me misleading
I don't needa know a reason you could leave it
I done cut and severed ties I will peace you
21 up, empty bleachers
This the come up
We gon reach it
Y'all are sons nigga we ain't even
Stay calm around the crew cuz
Niggas hold they breath never blew bucks
Catch a fade that's a crew cut
Why the news act like the Ku Klux
Running the scene, all of that
Running the team quarterback
Running the bean who want smoke? Know I want all of that
Dudes ain't cut from the cloth I am
Thinking shit new I'm like I been
Went through a lot feel like I'm him
Treating these thots just like my sims
Whipping that bike like I had rims
Treating this box like I got Benz
Punching that clock like we not friends
Chasing that guap yall wit trends
Me and all my niggas we gon' ball out forreal
I don't gotta bark I'll let my dogs out forreal
I ain't sending threats man that's a promise forreal
They ain't put in work them niggas called out forreal
Me and all my niggas we gon' ball out forreal
I don't gotta bark I'll let my dogs out forreal
I ain't sending threats man that's a promise forreal
They ain't put in work them niggas called out forreal
Emerge from Crystal Lake, with a vengeance and you'd never know
Machete at the waist, while I wait, preying in the shadows
Burn down all the cabins watch the chaos all unfold
Hockey mask to hide my face behind it is a black soul
This that Hellraiser flow
There's no time to find the Zen
Chaos is forever coming run away or make your bed
I think that you'll be lost forever stuck inside this place I bet
Cut off all your helping hands remember we're your biggest threat
Me and the team, we're leading this scene
I'll never accept any less, or I'll bleed
Put that on the Zen, all the leverage I need
Comin' up next, the progression is seen
I'm comin' for necks if you question the steez
Y'all got no capital messin' with kings
Still got me laughin' tho, guess you're a jester it seems
Fuck a joke, pen a quote
Now you're gassed up, thinkin' shit is dope
You'll get packed up when I spit a flow
Hits like grabba, shit'll slit your throat
I won't pass the spliff until I choke
Then get back to dissin' little clones
Oh, you're mad, huh? Bitch, I've been the GOAT
Bitch, I've been the GOAT
Me and all my niggas we gon' ball out forreal
I don't gotta bark I'll let my dogs out forreal
I ain't sending threats man that's a promise forreal
They ain't put in work them niggas called out forreal
Me and all my niggas we gon' ball out forreal
I don't gotta bark I'll let my dogs out forreal
I ain't sending threats man that's a promise forreal
They ain't put in work them niggas called out forreal
Yeah, Clipse
Me and all my niggas we gon' ball out forreal
I don't gotta bark I'll let my dogs out forreal
I ain't sending threats man that's a promise forreal
They ain't put in work them niggas called out forreal
Me and all my niggas we gon' ball out forreal
I don't gotta bark I'll let my dogs out forreal
I ain't sending threats man that's a promise forreal
They ain't put in work them niggas called out forreal
Plan it and prosper
Praise be the sun
Boy I live by the doctrine
Zen niggas not for the talking
Ain't came here to play bitch so bring out the dollars
Shout out my blood love my shottas
Ain't a punk nigga apart of the roster
Spliff steady punching E packed in the grabba
Dojo been balling ain't calling coach carter
Yeah
Came for the fame
And I stayed for the gang
Can't hang w the lames
Road running for these hundreds
No dirt on my name
We locked it's the zen
Niggas is solid ain't been where we been
BnB banging your bitch brought her friend
Just cuz we different don't mean we don't spin
Ran up a bag then we did it again and again and again
These niggas ain't putting work
Like me and my crew get left you ain't putting us first
Us not them never questioned our worth
Zen brothers we made diamonds from dirt
I made time for myself I was cursed
I can't lie cause inside I was hurt
I made strides to be more down to earth
Cause pain's all we'll ever know in this world nigga
But I bounced back up not defeated
Any L I done took I done needed
Any hate they had for me misleading
I don't needa know a reason you could leave it
I done cut and severed ties I will peace you
21 up, empty bleachers
This the come up
We gon reach it
Y'all are sons nigga we ain't even
Stay calm around the crew cuz
Niggas hold they breath never blew bucks
Catch a fade that's a crew cut
Why the news act like the Ku Klux
Running the scene, all of that
Running the team quarterback
Running the bean who want smoke? Know I want all of that
Dudes ain't cut from the cloth I am
Thinking shit new I'm like I been
Went through a lot feel like I'm him
Treating these thots just like my sims
Whipping that bike like I had rims
Treating this box like I got Benz
Punching that clock like we not friends
Chasing that guap yall wit trends
Me and all my niggas we gon' ball out forreal
I don't gotta bark I'll let my dogs out forreal
I ain't sending threats man that's a promise forreal
They ain't put in work them niggas called out forreal
Me and all my niggas we gon' ball out forreal
I don't gotta bark I'll let my dogs out forreal
I ain't sending threats man that's a promise forreal
They ain't put in work them niggas called out forreal
Emerge from Crystal Lake, with a vengeance and you'd never know
Machete at the waist, while I wait, preying in the shadows
Burn down all the cabins watch the chaos all unfold
Hockey mask to hide my face behind it is a black soul
This that Hellraiser flow
There's no time to find the Zen
Chaos is forever coming run away or make your bed
I think that you'll be lost forever stuck inside this place I bet
Cut off all your helping hands remember we're your biggest threat
Me and the team, we're leading this scene
I'll never accept any less, or I'll bleed
Put that on the Zen, all the leverage I need
Comin' up next, the progression is seen
I'm comin' for necks if you question the steez
Y'all got no capital messin' with kings
Still got me laughin' tho, guess you're a jester it seems
Fuck a joke, pen a quote
Now you're gassed up, thinkin' shit is dope
You'll get packed up when I spit a flow
Hits like grabba, shit'll slit your throat
I won't pass the spliff until I choke
Then get back to dissin' little clones
Oh, you're mad, huh? Bitch, I've been the GOAT
Bitch, I've been the GOAT
Me and all my niggas we gon' ball out forreal
I don't gotta bark I'll let my dogs out forreal
I ain't sending threats man that's a promise forreal
They ain't put in work them niggas called out forreal
Me and all my niggas we gon' ball out forreal
I don't gotta bark I'll let my dogs out forreal
I ain't sending threats man that's a promise forreal
They ain't put in work them niggas called out forreal
Credits
Writer(s): Ty Summers
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
- Frontlines
- Ot
- Virgil Walkins (feat. T Clipse, Quis Chauncey, Sensei Sol & Godinho)
- The Cypher (feat. Asani, Quis Chauncey, Godinho, T Clipse & Arkh Zeus)
- Interlude
- MILLION MAN MARCH (feat. Sensei Sol, Godinho, T Clipse & Loneninjah)
- Word
- Nqtrnl
- FR! (feat. T Clipse, Asani, Quis Chauncey, Godinho & Arkh Zeus)
- Potential
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