ZBO5 Lyrics

Issa big man tin with Ak's in hand like rebels in Syria

All that shit won't slide and you know that's fact we don't deal with karma

In my high school days they call me alhaji I never seen Mecca

An eye for an eye man I don't preach violence the holy book said that

If you bad, that's cool man I'll fuck with you

Buh don't cross my lane

I ball on them back to back and give em all 3's like am lebron James

I do this with so much ease cos I've lived the life and I know the game

My nega jay pack went crazy, took the wrong pass and now he's insane

Am still outchere with the gang gang gang

Gang gang gang gang gang gang gang till we D.I.E

Prolly gon hit that, smack that, fuck that

I feel no pain I'm high on morphine

Amma just get that, take that,push that, pop that I'm living on maximum wage

And we gon Cash out, trap hard, work hard, smash hard till we pushing dem range

Blow money, got more

Stand firm ten toes

Me wor nkwa mensuro owuo

That's the shit that am on

Blow money God mode

Corycado ma dawg

Did this shit in our own

Feel the pain in my songs

I'll slide for Ben, he my gang

225 ashish and lean

Tell that nega he not my friend

100k for a big white range

Hop out the bent big boy flex

Your girl wan fuck, she'll give me that ass

Life a turbulence hop out the jet

This ain't no gree tea this is Amen

Look

White Air Force on a rainy day ma shit still clean

I want that life I want that glory that's why I cant sleep

On the phone with my moms, she ain't see in come home more than three weeks

Still on the road MA, zebra crossing they walking on me

It's the boys from the zongos fucking up shit this wasn't expected

I want dem lobsters, one on my feet and one for my breakfast

I pull on the street the whole tulaku gon pull in their numbers

And you know what they say, they never say shit their killers all silent

For a bottle of lean see a nega gon switch

So slimey they move like snakes

Better watch your sides your 12 your six

Cold world these negas ain't shit

Nega you want my head

Sorry it ain't happening emotional I understand

Am just tryna entertain, feed the whole gang turn dem lemons to lemonades

Way back 208, nearly got killed a speeding car lost its brakes

Then I got saved by grace, that was when I knew that bro fosho I'll be great

I'll slide for Ben, he my gang

225 ashish and lean

Tell that nega he not my friend

100k for a big white range

Hop out the bent big boy flex

Your girl wan fuck, she'll give me that ass

Life a turbulence hop out the jet

This ain't no gree tea this is Amen