Outta My Zone Lyrics

Friend or foe

Haters show they' stripes when that bread get low

Damn .. mmmmm

I been gone so long .. mmmmm

My own house not home

Feeling out of place, yea

Gotta shake somn, yea

Skirt Skirt in a Vert' lurking down 95 from the lair

Bat-Move and the Fit (strapped)

Match drivetrain, stick (facts)

All black peep the wrist

Move, work ..

Gotta get it for my peace of mind, like dime tossing cerebellum on 1 like 4 + 5

10-toes to the dirt, had to get it out the mud, no shirt

Went broke 2 times, bounced back, word to God on the 3rd

They say I changed, I tell em' you right, but this ain't no sequel though

Others still try me, wishing on would, I just roll my tree and smoke

Ashes to ashes, yet I remain, fickle problems I ain't stressin bout

Just don't touch my bread or mess with the fam

Or I might come air it out

This here ain't a warning, just a promise on the set

Flood the Audemars Piguet

It look like perfect timing

Why they actin' like they wanna know the kid

Trying hard to orchestrate my stories' end

Friend or foe, haters show they' stripes when that bread get low

Laid back blowing strong, don't take me outta my zone

Renegade, renegade

Thirsty for blessings for blessings when drowning in heavy waves

Flipping them burgers it spoiled degree on the wall, thinking how my life is a shame

Humbled me deep in the misery of my own choices, focus, it went astray

Fumbled the bag that I prayed for

Hurts more than ever to say so

And I been down drinking my pain away

Then it birthed this sound like Training Day

Though it got ugly, gotta admit, I'm thankful for going through

My shorty said show and prove

Cuz you can do better

Goals on your mind like you got a vendetta against anybody that stand in your way

Even if opposition in the mirror, you look what's inside if you need to see clearer

Profound as ever

Keep it G down to the letter

I whip into shape like a grape in a cellar

Meaning I'm built under pressure, In time, I'll be king and ain't nun' you can tell me

Aint nothing that you can tell

Charge the game, I break rank for mine

Tax evasion, back it up and skate, I ned blue face hundreds' with a Wraith in line

Stars in ceilings but I shine from Grace though

Devil thought he had me case-closed

Found out I was made for this

Never mind who don't speak my language, I'm like

Why they actin' like they wanna know the kid

Trying hard to orchestrate my stories' end

Friend or foe, haters show they' stripes when that bread get low

Laid back blowing strong, don't take me outta my zone

Laid back blowing strong

Don't take me outta my zone

Why they actin' like they wanna know the kid