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RAGIN SHXT FT MIKEYLEON PROD BY. SHAMELESSMAINE
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@PABLOINSCHOOL

RAGIN SHXT Ft. MikeyLeon [Prod. shamelessmaine & Retro$mke

on ya mind

Zone
I'm here, I'm moving, grinding, vibing
Scheming, sliding, multiplying
Getting shit poppin inside my
Zone
I'm refreshed, I look my best,
Got all the bullshit off my chest, I'm enjoying the side effects of my
Zone
Ain't taking shit for granted
The pavement outside is granite
This Esper World, the whole planet is my
Zone
The whole planet is my zone

Yea ok
I'm feeling good, I'm vibing, you can't tell me shit, I'm in my
Y'all push my buttons, I'm just here, tweaking my mix, aye
You need help, I could show yo ass how to live, I'm in my
I don't be tripping, I'd just rather take a trip, bae

Yea
This is my zone, I'm here (I'm here)
I drive, I go, I steer (I SKRT)
Where I show up, they fear
Got people giving warnings out like Paul Revere (yea, yea, yea, yea)
My presence heavy, I'm make the ground do the diddy bop (I make it move)
Pull up, get to smacking shit and I ain't talking milly rock (wha-pa, wha-pa)
These days, all my actions got a price tag (they do!)
Fucking up a stage, all I offer is a "my bad" (hyea)
Spend all my days increasing the size of my bags (it's heavy)
Always down to rage, I'm more Johnny Test than Johnny Cash
I jaywalk the line, park where I want,
Give a fuck about a ticket or a fine, that's money talk, (moneyyy)
Could get me a new AP or new dime, when I want (whhhh I want)
But I don't really wanna, cause I still ain't unpackaged the last shit I bought (shit I bought)
Seems like these bangers make the greatest conversations (they do!)
Had a take a break from talking to shorties bout constellations
Started spending more, and worrying less about the next payment (cash)
Now my day to day to day is feeling more like a vacation, in my (my day to day to day is in my)
Zone
In my zone
Yea, I'm in my zone
Feeling good up in my zone
I'm in my, I'm in my, I'm in my

Zone
I'm here, I'm moving, grinding, vibing
Scheming, sliding, multiplying
Getting shit poppin inside my
Zone
I'm refreshed, I look my best,
Got all the bullshit off my chest, I'm enjoying the side effects of my
Zone
Ain't taking shit for granted
The pavement outside is granite
This Esper World, the whole planet is my
Zone
The whole planet is my zone
Yea

I'm working twice as hard at 19, than you at 35
Screaming louder at the crowd, that's the way I advertise
Look at green, stop at red
Got you whack and hypnotized, huh
Eating all my shawties in the thigh bone
Even if I walk these streets alone
Itching for that money, gotta use that cortizone
Baby, what's the difference when you make it on your own
They don't give a fuck about you till you sitting on that throne
If the cops say the camera got an angle of my -
They put my arms around the back to the taint and then arrest
No one on my level, I'm bigger than up next
Hard word underrated but I still more checks
Let's rest, phone sex, my life getting complex
Undress, reset, every night is new breasts
Upset, when I never get the credit I deserve
It seems that happens often, who the fuck gave them the nerve
Uh, now I think I live in the apocalypse
Everybody losing brains, cause they all be poppin shit
Take a step deep into my metropolis
I'm hard to get by, like Popeye -
Even if I lost my consiousness, I still see through the Oculus
These bitches wanna check me, but never gone respect the optimist
Money in my wallet the consequence

I'm feeling good, I'm vibing, you can't tell me shit, I'm in my
Y'all push my buttons, I'm just here, tweaking my mix, aye
You need help, I could show yo ass how to live, I'm in my
I don't be tripping, I'd just rather take a trip, bae
I'm feeling good, I'm vibing, you can't tell me shit, I'm in my
Y'all push my buttons, I'm just here, tweaking my mix, aye
You need help, I could show yo ass how to live, I'm in my
I don't be tripping, I'd just rather take a trip, bae

Zone

Lyrics:
Chia, chia, chia, (FIRE!)
Let’s go! (Chia)
Chia, chia, chia

Aye, I be swinging like…
I be swinging I’m Peter
I’ve got green on all my pants, look at my bands, It’s fat like Peter (Chia)
Yeah, she watch me like a theater
She gon stress if I delete her (Click!)
If I pull up with that heater, watch out (Boom!)
There goes a Creeper 

I’on need no designer to flex on these lil niggas man… 
Fuck trends, we make em’ (Chia)
Fuck hoes, we take em’ (Chia)
Fuck banks, we break em’ (Chia)
And fuck Jakes, we shake them (Chia)

No Rocky and CeCe, tho (Shake it up, shake it up,hey)
We smoking on tree tree, hoe  (Shake it up, shake it up,hey)
Spy Kids, vision in 3D, hoe
Yo bitch, she tryna meet me, hoe
Yeah, you fucking with a Fe-fe, bro
Get them packs, yeah, they flip low
Money erected, watch it grow
Yo money like grass, that shit get mowed (Grrrr, aye)

Bitch, I’m on go time
Shoot a Galick Gun right at yo wig, fuck up your shoreline (Galick Gun!)
I can’t trip bout no lil hoe, lil bitch, yeah I’ve got concubines (Yeah I got hoes)
Yeah, we gonna blow this whole damn rap game like it’s Columbine!
Aye, lemme chill tho

Bitch, I’m colder than the Ice King
I don’t need a crown (Ooh, I’m way too chill)
Graduated, doing big things
Bitch, It’s going down (Bitch I’m blowing up)
All these hoes said that they miss me
When I come around (When I come to town)
Me and K/jo doing big things
When we play our sound (FIRE!, play that fuckin woo!)

Rocking Levi Jeans (Yeah)
T-Shirt say Supreme (Yeah)
Niggas, they can’t fuck with me, cuz I’m MVP (Yeah)
Touch that in my sleep (In my huh?)
Money rain on me (Yeah)
Niggas hate on me, let em sleep don’t wake the beast

I be swinging like (I be swinging)
I be swinging I’m Peter (I be swinging, huh)
I’ve got green on all my pants, look at my bands, It’s fat like Peter 
Yeah, she watch me like a theater
She gon stress if I delete her (Click!)
If I pull up with that heater, watch out (Boom!)
There goes a Creeper (Aye)
I be swinging like…
I be swinging I’m Peter
I’ve got green on all my pants, look at my bands, It’s fat like Peter (Chia)
Yeah, she watch me like a theater
She gon stress if I delete her (Click!)
If I pull up with that heater, watch out (Boom!)
There goes a Creeper 

Chia, chia, chia
Chia, chia, chia (FIRE!)

Channel Surfing

Peter Parker

Lyrics:
FIRE! (woah!)
I’m like yo what’s happening? (Yo what’s happening?)
Feel like Joker, gave her gas and now yo shawty laughing ouu, (Now she’s laughing) 
Bitch, I feel just like a shark loan, look at how I’m taxin’ (Oh now I’m taxin’)
Make that nigga break a leg because he’s always acting, Damn (Let’s go!)

I’m too smacked lil bitch, I’m hungry, know the pack it make me fast (I cannot eat)
Like the last line, how I’m moving man, I hope that I don’t crash (Skrrrrt)
You know I always got that loud, it smells, my momma found my stash 
I lost a bad chick got another in a week, don’t mean to brag (Aye)
Bitch I’m tripping, never falling 
Juicy J, lil bitch, I’m ballin' 
Unknown numbers steady calling 
Not with a gang, but we be mobbin’
Stole my nut, she Lara Croft 
Bitch, shout out Laura, had her coughing 

Taking pictures, counting money, bitch, I’m flexing all this cheese
Man, good could turn to bad, so bitch I say my life’s a breeze 
Bitch, I feel just like I’m Carti in 16, hoe I got steeze 
Ridin round, I’m seeing stars I’m in my whip, bitch, it got no keys (Yeah)
She like it when it rough, she on my skin, that little bitch just like a flea
Bieber fever, say I’m toxic, I’m like bitch what do you mean?
You got me bent, relive my stress lil mama touch up on my jeans
Ridin round lnside that 93, I’m steady getting C.R.E.A.M (Woo!)

Bitch I’m tripping, never falling 
Juicy J, lil bitch, I’m ballin' 
Unknown numbers steady calling 
Not with a gang, but we be mobbin’
Stole my nut, she Lara Croft 
Bitch, shout out Laura, had her coughing 
I know she liking how I’m talking 
I be limping when I’m walking 
Cuz the cash hang out my pocket 

Cuz the cash hang out my pocket 
Talking down, we pull out sockets 
Bitch, I blast off like a rocket 
Like a tag, we get it poppin ayee (FIRE)

Laura Croft

Laura Croft (Prod. K/Jo x King Zane!)

Lyrics:
FIRE! 
BUH BUH!
Momma said that I was heaven-sent 
She said I could run for president (True story)
Pops crew call me president 
My favorite band not a president (True story)
Star power, yeah I’m changing colors (Changing colors like Mario)
Pink and blues, got my favorite numbers 
Big body, big body, thick shawty, pulled up in a fucking Hummer (Skrrrt)

Like ouu, niggas been stealing my moves (They stealing my moves)
He tryna be X, he’s not Ken Carson, trash dem fucking shoes (He not no Opium)
Niggas cannot be themselves, so I’m just like the fuck who is you? (Like who is you, hey?)
He tryna be mysterious, at the same time fucking cool
I used to struggle with image, but now I envy myself  (“I wanna be like King Zane”)
I’m getting so much money, tryna stack it and make wealth 
Yeah, these niggas be so sick, tryna get you with bad health (Eww)
Staying solid like I’m Snake, nigga, move in with that stealth (In that box!)
Nigga, I don’t fuck with snakes unless they going on my belt (On that Gucci nigga)
Nigga, you said fuck my kindness when I was showing you some help 
And I could never switch up once I tell you how I felt 
Play em right, you playing chance with the cards you’ve dealt (I passed em’ out too)

Pass me the wood, we gon burn up the tiki (Lighter!)
Throw her a band and she turn to a Fe-fe (Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up)
My diamonds gon dance when they shine, it say hee hee (Dance! dance! bling blow)
Make songs in real life, the girls all go tee hee 

And Niggas be drip watching (Hey, what?)
Look at my wrist, I know it glistens, yeah, little bitch
I know that shit talking (Woo! Let’s go, let’s go)
Aye, these niggas be slidin’, these niggas be slippin’, these niggas be slick
Keep with that shit talking 

Dropped some niggas off cuz they was jacking my swag (Jacking my swag)
I’m Working for so long, I’m up in thrift stores, I’m poppin’ off tags (I’m poppin’ off what?)
Like pose, choppa it gon flash (It gon flash)
2D, that boy got magged (That boy got magged)
Captian Ussop, burn his flag (Bow bow!)
Aaha, fuck boy stay mad (Let’s go!)
Died and came back like a zombie 
Niggas going ape, Harambe 
Moving like I’m Al Pacino, came in with a loaded Tommy 
Used to be real dusty, mixed the vans up with the Abercrombie (With the Abercrombie, damn)
My bitch she bad, like hot tamale 
Slide in, I can’t say I’m sorry 

Fuck no, can’t trust these niggas (No, no, nah)
Smoke gas, can’t pop no jiggas (Pop no woah)
Count it up, got 5 6 figures 
These niggas pussy, stay in litters (Ah, ah!)
Po up, want more than a liter?
Burned down the roof down, so bitch I’m your leader 
Niggas be acting, they cap for the theater 
She want dinner, this dick, it will feed her (Holy shit)
Got a thermal, my scope is gon read ya 
Niggas hide behind masks like they Sia (Woah, woah)
Love my life, bitch, I would hate to be ya
Count in light years,  I fucked up the meter 
Talking shit, niggas turned to a preacher (Phew, chee!)
She’s so bad and she came with nice features 
Try to slide then she’ll block and delete ya! 
Destined to blow up just like I’m a- (Boom boom boom boo-)

I want diamonds, I want gold
Bitch my paper, it don’t fold 
Yeah I treat her like an omelet, I’m gon stuff her, make her fold (Nigga)
And my money color fading, all my racks is looking old 
And money? Call it shrooms, all my cash all looks like mold

Cuz niggas be drip watching (Chee, let’s go)
Look at my wrist, I know it glistens, yeah, little bitch
I know that shit talking (It’s talking back to these lil niggas)
Aye, these niggas be slidin’, these niggas be slippin’, these niggas be slick
Keep with that shit-talking (They got, they got halitosis breath) 
Nigga, they got that halitosis breath, they keep on shit talking

RAGIN SHXT Ft. MikeyLeon [Prod. shamelessmaine & Retro$mke

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