Zone Lyrics

Getting right in my zone

From the bottom of my life

Take a hit, not a shot

Taste like sugar, not the spice

I've been doing things up on my own

Ramp it up to full throttle

Make the speed feel like the old

Sayings of the ones I hoped of

Where's your sense of manners in here like DUH

I need you to show some respect for all my stuff

Multi-million dollar catalog like yuh

People like to hate 'cause they know it ain't no luck

IT AIN'T NO LUCK

Drop a rack up on my stuff

I've been up in the kitchen

Cookin' songs for the ones missin' out

They wanna pounce on all my songs

But they out, no features now

From the ground up, built my name

Slithered 'round, can't stay the same

In my mind, I'm sprayin' deet

On the bugs that want the feat.

Workin' hard, I never sleep

Thoughts so big, I'm in too deep

Every verse, a piece of me

I'm the realest, can't you see?

I'm making the dough

And I'm making the move

And I'm making the money

I'm making it show

AND I'M making the drop

And I'm making my stats

All the lies come quick

But I'm workin' fast

Live it up, live it round

Live it till you hear the sound

Make the move or strike the dance

Listen low or pay the 'quence

Make amends, make some friends

In my ride, we whip the Benz

Been making dough

And we've been on the fence

And I rap it up

WRAP it back

People don't call me back

Take it levels

Where people don't get my racks

Been on my grind

Where I never decline

And my flow's so mean

AND I'M never gonna die

Ayy, I'm the one that shines

Got so many dollars

I might need to bind

With the bank

And I made this for the hate

That's blank deep inside my mind

AND I'M flowin' till the day I DIE

Getting right in my zone

From the bottom of my life

Take a hit, not a shot

Taste like sugar, not the spice

I've been doing things up on my own

Ramp it up to full throttle

Make the speed feel like the old

Sayings of the ones I hoped of

Where's your sense of manners in here like DUH

I need you to show some respect for all my stuff

Multi-million dollar catalog like yuh

People like to hate 'cause they know it ain't no luck

WHAT THEY SAYIN NOW?

I've been taking the wheel

I've been moving fast

Put 220 on the dash

I just got the bag

You may want my money, yeah

I just make it up, I make the fame

I go insane

So maybe we can try again

And try one day

So I'ma live it up

I'ma take it to the sky

So when I live it up

I like to take it so high

I don't let the news affect

A mental brain just like mine

I've been all here on my own

So why don't you let me get

Right in my zone

From the bottom of my life

Take a hit, not a shot

Taste like sugar, not the spice

I've been doing things up on my own

Ramp it up to full throttle

Make the speed feel like the old

Sayings of the ones I hoped of

Where's your sense of manners in here like DUH

I need you to show some respect for all my stuff

Multi-million dollar catalog like yuh

People like to hate 'cause they know it ain't no luck