Written by: Zach Van Dyck & Daniel Hopkins

Game Of Life - Zach Van Dyck

nofacenocase (freestyle)

THE LADY IN THE RADIATOR - PROD CvSSHERNCRIES

on froze

(Prod. by Emkay x Arkay)
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LYRICS 

I’m in the O 
I went to jail for shit and cops steady watchin my code 
I got exposed 
Niggas be claiming they homies but these niggas really done told 
Finna unload 
Man I be spittin this fire this verse steady burnin they soul 
Killin em slow
When I go cop me some millions I’m breakin it down wit the bros 
Nigga you know
I’m turnin up on these haters the ceilin is finna get blown
Smokin the dro
I’m putting kush in the air yea we talkin bout all the big smoke 
Red on the toes 
I spent a band on some Louboutins just for my feet to get froze 
Ready to go
Fam got a whip and we doing 180 just swervin the road  

I got a whip wit no mileage 
That bitch it got autopilot 
Shawty she wantin to drive it 
Look at the stars up inside it 
Wantin the diamonds all black 
Matching the wrist on attack 
I spent a rack up it saks 
Tomorrow I’m makin it back 
Got the whole pack know that imma flip it yea yea 
Want them digits so you know that imma get it yea yea 
Tag spend it it ain’t never limits yea yea 
She wanna get it told her in a minute yea yea 
I’m that nigga from the ville they can’t pass up 
I be out wit fam they tryna act up 
Shawty throw that ass back imma catch huh 
Man these niggas in the back boy catch up 

I’m golden i got it 
She told me she bout it
I want it I got it
She wantin to drive it 
That was in the first verse
Now I’m gone like a bird 
Yea she wanna sip my surp 
Yea gone you derserve this shit 
Gone head lil bitch 
Come here count stack yea I love this shit 
Hood rich break it down you a hood bitch 
Yung nigga from the ville yea I’m talkin hood shit 
Got the cake so I spend it 
Make it back in a minute 
Touchdown get the digits
See the dash all diggi 
Dev yea that D-E-V
Knock a nigga you 
You can call me yung Ali 

I’m in the O 
I went to jail for shit and cops steady watchin my code 
I got exposed 
Niggas be claiming they homies but these niggas really done told 
Finna unload 
Man I be spittin this fire this verse steady burnin they soul 
Killin em slow
When I go cop me some millions I’m breakin it down wit the bros 
Nigga you know
I’m turnin up on these haters the ceilin is finna get blown
Smokin the dro
I’m putting kush in the air yea we talkin bout all the big smoke 
Red on the toes 
I spent a band on some Louboutins just for my feet to get froze 
Ready to go
Fam got a whip and we doing 180 just swervin the road

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Produced by Kal Banx & Phoelix
Mastered by Bryan Schwaller

Artwork by Brick & Ollie

Hook:
Maybe we shouldn’t be getting this high 
Fuck it I wanna jus jump thru the sky 
Roll up another like I don’t know why.. 
why 

Verse:
I jus seen Martian 
Right off Martin Luther king 

Said his luvercraft jus caught a flat 
Like bitch jus jus fix the streets
Das why I hate coming down to earth 
I couldn’t do shit but agree
Told him soons I graduated 
High school I rolled my degree 

Soon I chose heem 
and I do me
I got my wings 
And it came with broccoli
That celery, asparagus 
Off two glasses like a pair of geeks 
Laughing I’m living in a parody 
Mac’n like Bernie need a pair of freaks

Uh

Blunt O’clock on the dot
Swerving 
Nother nigga in my lane 
Skraight merging
Shoot em up 
Turn his shirt to a jersey 
Naw I’m playin I can do it 
With my Hands 
Big ol booty booty 
Bouncing on me perfect 
Got it J-J-J-J- Jumpin 
Like Ervin 
And
She know alotta Magic 
Made it disappear in traffic 
Ima have to go and tint the excursion
Kuz I like that shit 

Maybe we shouldn’t be getting this high 
Fuck it I wanna jus jump thru the sky 
Roll up another like I don’t know why.. 
why 

I jus seen a martian right off 
Martian Luther King

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