TMZ ft. Z4M Lyrics

Zone four shit nigga, look I should be on tmz

Right

Hell naw nigga, fuck the fame I just want some money, add up my change

Nigga, now put this shit away, ayy watch me stack it for a rainy day

Never been a clout chaser, nigga that ain't what I'm on

Remember days fucked up and niggas used to sit at home

No motion, no love, nigga, I felt all alone

Dark clouds creeping in, I can feel it in my lungs

Long days, sleepless nights, nigga wasn't no fun

I was fucked up for real, and I ain't had the funds

Na im back right, back in motion, I'm about to get it going

Y'all can keep snoring dry, bitch you really getting boring

I don't wanna hear a thing, bitch only siri talk

Loaded handguns, couple ar's and a mini chop

Give me the drop, I bet we spin like a top

If you scared call the cops or nigga just go grab a glock

Look

I should be on tmz right

Hell naw nigga, fuck the fame I just want some money

Add up my change, nigga

And put this shit away, ayy

Watch me stack it for a rainy day

This shit get deeper than a black hole, don't let them take your soul

Nine days, niggas cross you up just for a little gold

Niggas don't be street for real, man they just rap about it

I'm active in my hood, hand to hand, now we breaking houses

Nigga, man this a dirty game, stay in your lane

I don't catch no motherfucking fade

You can get shot, you can get dropped on a sunday

You can come shop

You can come bop all in one place

I should be on tmz right

Hell naw nigga, fuck the fame I just want some money

Add up my change, nigga

And put this shit away, ayy

Watch me stack it for a rainy day

I should be on tmz right

Hell naw nigga, fuck the fame I just want some money

Add up my change, nigga

Nineteen seven four shit nigga, Bmo bitch!

Steady stacking, glock, got a flash, this bitch photogenic

Bitches want my place, ain't got the pape, so they settle tenants

Y'all scared to drop the low, I'm the type of bitch that's gon' send it

Top shotta, don dada, feel like herb got no limits

Pockets swollen as fuck, yall smoking dutch, we blowin' backwoods

Bitch, I'm from the d, hear my cadence when I say you good

All about my chips, don't double dip inside my nachos

Can't give away my heart, no emotions, I ain't got those

Bitches talkin', shit get off my dick, head honcho

I need that bag like pronto, y'all need that pack, we got those

Line her up for talkin', tough and knock em down like dominoes

All my niggas stars, high as hell ain't talkin' cosmos

Y'all ain't fuck nigga free, yall bitches fuckin' for a fee!

Got came on like a strudel, made yo ass, change the sheets

Niggas handsome, but y'all goofy, need to strap up, talkin luffy

Finna ball out, till I fall out, want it all just like that one piece