Find me

Z.E.R.O.S. that's right 
I pay way too much for my flights 
I pay way too much for my clothes 
I'm just too damn cool for these hoes 
Someone please just hand me my phone 
So I can get back into my zone 
Everyone just leave me alone 
I'm just way too lit for this 
All I ever wanted was a hand full of honeys 
All I ever needed was a girl who's conceited 
Gold on my neck boy I ain't trying to flex 
But I'm shining so hard even blind people see it 
Stepping out the wagon that's two hundred thousand 
Bright red paint got it looking like a dragon 
That's what you get from a hard day of trapping 
I'm lit (lit lit lit) man the sauce just splashing 
Don't that shit sound familiar 
Lame ass rhymes these rap dudes deliver 
Can't trust ya'll I stay la familia 
Knock down walls nigga break down the pillars 
Hands to the ceiling 
Hands in the air 
Spread that wealth throw them bands everywhere 
Material chick know I'm royalty 
Suck this dick baby Imma shoot gold in your hair 

Turn everything up 
Turn everything up 
Turn everything ah 
Turn everything ah 

Welcome to the land of the greed 
Welcome to the home of the slave 
Run up in your house while you sleep 
What's the number to the motherfucking safe 
Niggas going from the cradle to grave 
You done fucked around and stumbled in the cave 
Bout to go Django Unchained 
Girls do anything to get backstage 
Turn everything up 
Money ain't everything but 
Pops taught me how to stack green up 
Black King Tut 
High school friends selling drugs out the same house 
where I grew up
That's how you really give back to your community 
I don't settle for less I'm getting what I need 
I know people locked up for only using weed 
How did Hillary Clinton get immunity, huh?

[Hillary Clinton menacing laugh] 

Everyday is halloween, huh? 
Michael Myers, Jamie Lee, huh? 
Freddy Krueger in your dreams, huh? 
Load up clips and make a scene, huh? 
They putting lies on the screen 
Black & gold everything 
We going crazy we jumping ‘round like marines 
We rage against the machine 
Nigga we the kings 

You ready? 

“I’m out man, that nigga’s trippin” 
- Russell Westbrook

Woo
Turn everything woo
Turn everything ah
Turn everything ah
Ah, AAH

Act III: Atomic

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Boing Boing

[Lyrics]

Set me free or give me death there ain't no other choices
When I lay down to go to sleep I keep on hearing voices
Little whispers in my head man is you fake or loyal
Wine or water death, dishonor baby pick your poison
These little demons
Living underneath my bed creeping
Know the real monster lives above them all sleeping
That subtle breathing in your closet every single evening
Thought you'd never see me again, looks can be deceiving

When they hear the sound of the drum
They'll be saying oh lord here they come

Here we come
Here we come
Here we come
Here we come

I used to think that people die because they're wicked
Now days people want you see dead because you gifted
Been ready for my tomb since I came up out the womb
So no matter what I'm coming back and paying you a visit
Saw it coming I predicted
But ya'll wouldn't listen
Know you can't protect your riches if you never burn bridges
Flipped pages
Went places
Made changes
Still dangerous
Now I'm back
Altercation
Hold still ill make it painless
How it feel baby
When you say you love me is it real baby
Full speed both hands on the wheel baby
Young Taz coming from the Mo-ville baby
You know the drill baby

And when you hear the sound of the drum
We'll be saying here we come

Here we come
Here we come
Here we come
Here we come
Here we come
Here we come
Here we come
Here we come

Find me

JJtao

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