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 hundreds 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 200,000 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 man the sauce just splashing
Don’t that shit sound familiar Lame ass rhymes these rap dudez deliver Can’t trust ya’ll I stay La Familia Knock down walls nigga break down the pillars Hands to the ceiling (uh), 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 mother fucking 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 back stage, 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? (I don’t know why that’s funny) 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?