GODSAY - Zane Unleashed Lyrics

Look at me now, eyes open. Back up, boy, this my moment
Wrap my street up, my homies. We be in a trap like white roses
We be in a trap like blind fights. Life's a gamble, I roll dice
Let it kiss me, I roll twice. I done beat the odds my whole life
He ain't fresh on that motorbike. You can't stand up and own the mic
He ain't bouncin' like booty shorts. He ain't fresh on them cold nights
Can't go home to folks when I roll by. Got him screamin' like, oh my
Got it in my bag, big money rollin'. French cup my wrist, so the timepiece keep showin'
Cross-laced my sneakers, and my size name rang
Blue on my soles, cause I'm stickin' to the game plan
Why you always try and kill my mood? Why you always gotta ruin things
Like really, bruh, who raised you? Why you gotta interrupt me, king
Man, I really wish you'd stop callin' my girlfriend with this nonsense
Blabberin' about where she been, she comin' back soon, so just stop it
House call, no rest. Run up on your shawty, then her friend next
House call, no text. I been up all night, baby, no stress
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