IN MY ZONE (Metatron) Lyrics

I gotta leave 'em alone, get in my bag, get in my zone

I gotta go for the gold, chase my dreams, and chase my goals

You worried bout hoes, that's going out sad, that shit old

She ripping my clothes, giving me faith, giving me hope

She wanna give dome, but got 'nother one, on the way home

She beg for the bone, first name Retro, last name Jones

Baby just leave me alone, switch my swag, feel like Lone

He put the heart on her clothes, bought that Comme Des Garcons

(Huh) Early bird get that worm, nigga I'm squirming

Hit from the back and I'm all in her hair, just like a perm

Walk in this bih' like my uncle in here, I feel like I'm Vern

He run up on 'em, you turn 'em to ash, now he need a urn

All of this money, boy why is you asking, you gotta earn it

They watching my drip and they watching my fashion, they tryna learn it

Big body backwood, and I cannot pass it, you cannot burn it

All of my money is stretching elastic, flipping and turning

I'm stuck in the crib all day, if it's bout the guap lil bitch

Ain't about paper then get out my face, nigga you ain't talking bout shit

And Retro gone run up like 300k, put it right on his wrist

Oh no I hope that ain't your bae, she pull up she taking a risk

Made your bitch mad the other day, I ain't wanna take no pic

I'm making 'em mad everyday, I pull up I'm taking a shit

Getting this money like andale, you know I get to it quick

We knowing your money is on delay, nigga ya' broke as a bitch

I know that she love it, she wanna be dripped right in that water

She don't put nothing above

It, nigga I'm tricking right on your daughter

She finna buss it, she finna buss it, just like a charter

She screaming and fussing, yeah she told me that I go harder

I gotta leave 'em alone, get in my bag, get in my zone

I gotta go for the gold, chase my dreams, and chase my goals

You worried bout hoes, that's going out sad, that shit old

She ripping my clothes, giving me faith, giving me hope