| Z.E.R.O.S. |
| that’s right
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| I pay way too much for my flights
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| I pay way too much for my clothes
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| I’m just too damn cool for these hoes
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| Someone please just hand me my phone
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| So I can get back into my zone
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| Everyone just leave me alone
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| I’m just way too lit for this
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| All I ever wanted was a hand full of hundreds
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| All I ever needed was a girl who’s conceited
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| Gold on my neck boy I ain’t trying to flex
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| But I’m shining so hard even blind people see it
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| Stepping out the wagon, that’s 200,000
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| Bright red paint got it looking like a dragon
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| That’s what you get from a hard day of trapping
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| I’m lit lit lit man the sauce just splashing
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| Don’t that shit sound familiar
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| Lame ass rhymes these rap dudez deliver
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| Can’t trust ya’ll I stay La Familia
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| Knock down walls nigga break down the pillars
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| Hands to the ceiling (uh), hands in the air
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| Spread that wealth throw them bands everywhere
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| Material chick know I’m royalty
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| Suck this dick baby, Imma shoot gold in your hair
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| Turn everything up
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| Turn everything up
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| Turn everything ah
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| Turn everything ah
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| Welcome to the land of the greed
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| Welcome to the home of the slave
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| Run up in your house while you sleep
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| What’s the number to the mother fucking safe
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| Niggas going from the cradle to grave
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| You done fucked around and stumbled in the cave
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| 'Bout to go Django Unchained
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| Girls do anything to get back stage, turn everything up
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| Money ain’t everything but pops taught me how to stack green up
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| Black King Tut
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| High school friends selling drugs out the same house where I grew up
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| That’s how you really give back to your community
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| I don’t settle for less, I’m getting what I need
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| I know people locked up for only using weed
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| How did Hillary Clinton get immunity, huh?
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| (I don’t know why that’s funny)
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| Everyday is Halloween, huh?
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| Michael Myers, Jamie Lee, huh?
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| Freddy Krueger in your dreams, huh?
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| Load up clips and make a scene, huh?
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| They putting lies on the screen
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| Black & gold everything
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| We going crazy, we jumping round like marines
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| We rage against the machine
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| Nigga we the kings, you ready?
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| Hol' up man, my niggas tripping (whoo)
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| Turn everything whoo
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| Turn everything ah
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| Turn everything ah
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| That’s it
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| That’s all
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| Turn everything down |