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HEAVY METAL ft. ZOOKA Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Huh, I was raised in the ghetto
Yeah , on my mama nem
I was raised in the ghetto
Ask my mama we was raised in the ghetto
Niggas knowing how we rocking heavy metal
I might slow but never stop I serve the petro
I can swim with Michael phelps a gold medal on em
Can't go broke tryna look rich swear I ain't flexing on em
I been staying up on out the mix ain't putting no extra on it
Can't trust twice it ain't that simple
Move polite until its a issue
I don't do friends I prefer enemies
At least I know these niggas tryna finish me
At least I'm knowing these niggas envy me
I been thinking large since a mini me
If I play my cards I can run it up 100 ways ima centipede
I been showed niggas who I was I'm finna show em who I'm finna be
Niggas moving too finicky
He say he real I disagree
I been going through a lot had to get my mind right
They turned off all the lights had to get my shine right
I got dreams of living large had to get my grind right
Got tired of waiting on the clock had to get my time right
Ask my mama we was raised in the ghetto
Niggas knowing how we rocking heavy metal
I might slow but never stop I serve the petro
I can swim with Michael phelps a gold medal on em
My foot still on the gas press the pedal on em
This Za I got been lifting weights they put some pressure on it
I face my fears all by myself so I'm forever lonely
No you ain't welcome to the crib cause you ain't my homie
Fake shit don't condone it
Talk out yo ass you a donkey
Seen niggas run up they bread
But they still phoned Baloney
I always knew how to play it
It ain't a game I ain't Sony
And they done pushed me to edge but ima jump like its bungie
Too much been going through my head my stomach hurting I'm hungry
Set it off for this bread I told em I need that money
Got the news he was dead can't hide these tears they kept coming
All these problems kept coming
Came from the bottom from nothing
Once them dollars start coming
Then the models start coming
All these hoes Michael Jackson
They wanna be starting something
Yeah I come from the jungle
You wanna know ask my mama
Ask my mama we was raised in the ghetto
Niggas knowing how we rocking heavy metal
I might slow but never stop I serve the petro
I can swim with Michael phelps a gold medal on em