Intro Lyrics

Yea, ghetto shit, straight outta zone six

Straight out the trenches, straight out the mud

Straight out the red zone, straight out the ghetto

Straight out the grind zone, straight out the money zone

Where niggas getting killed, hot zone police trynna bust, I just hope I don't get lost, pray for bro he in the run, yea Where is kill or you get killed, where you rob or they rob you

Where you trap or you rap, where them niggas toting straps

This the intro check my style, real street runner imma vibe

Let's get it hop on the mic

I'm spittin facts straight from block

She keep on calling, Bitch Ion got time to fuck yea I been runnin the zone

Fuck with my shit, know that I'm lit

All my shit hot you niggas already admit

I been droppin them loads and making sure that all of the opps get hit

I'm on my shit, I'm with the six

We run the H, can't name a clique harder than dis

Rapping and trapping, I'm known for da shi

I'm spittin verses, if not hitting licks

Yea I'm a real since 2019

I shot my shoot with the racks not with girls

Yea I'm a real and I ball like I'm sauce

Yea I be scoring plenty of shit

Fuck all my opps yea they know I'll be rich

Hop on a foreign I'll give yo a try

Yea this the life that my niggas did grind for

I'm sellin records while I'm on the block

real street nigga and ion give a fuck

Root for my niggas, we on top of the nawf

Know that I'm solid, you die if you dumb

I keep a stick on my side, ion trust nun

I pray for witty can't wait till he's home

Key to the streets I unlocked it fasho

I always grind everyday level up

Young Baller check my drip

She want money not real luv

I want loyalty Ion need luv

Give me respect and I'll double it up

Yea I got feelings for you Ion gon lie

I like you girl you fine as fuck

Hope you gimme a chance

I swear you won't regret that I'm yo date

I'm a gentleman straight out the block

And I been stacking up

Girl I'm into you I woulda risk it all to take you out

I want the the money fasho

Long live Jizzle, long live zy Heaven for thugs

Everybody bang for that name

This some Real shit die for the gang

Yea I'm turned up I won the game

50 racks I spent On the chain

(Die for the ghetto)

Yea I'm dripping everyday

I got niggas facing cases

Pray to god he keep 'em safe

Ion do no statements

Even opps yea imma slide and blow they face

In the booth with all my shit

This the Intro hope ya feel it