"Z On Inside" lyrics
Said, I heard you niggas on 2-6
Even 10 years I'ma be 26 (Berto, how you got that?)
13-6, that's what I bleed (Haha, Zai, can you turn that up a little bit?)
Z on the inside, I'm me on the outside
I feen for the old days when Nana's house was lockdown
Hop out, let the Glock fire, still ducking cop sirens
She was tryna run off with my heart, but she could not find it
My niggas kill, I don't pay no one
Dreams ain't the only thing we chase, don't run
Got a P.O. and I got big old guns
Put a 8 in a hole, then it's game over
Falling fast, you make me rush
Let me know, can you adjust?
Talk to me, I make you blush
Tonight, no fight, fuck fun, just lust
I keep gang on my mind, they ain't never left
Every time we catch a opp, they getting every belt
If you can better up your mind, you get a better self
To my son, I provide, I gotta guide and be there every step
Was me, it was I doing that time, you wasn't never there
I'd hate to hate on me, you come outside and hear me everywhere
I'm too gone, farewell
We parked the shit, tread well
Was getting tired of jail, man, I got lonely in that jail cell
Who the fuck said it was ever cool to take an LL?
Twin my synonym, he on side of me, we parallel
Don't care to hear you see my opp, if you ain't left from there
Seen him at the church, why he ain't kill him when the pastor left?
Z on the inside, I'm me on the outside
I feen for the old days when Nana's house was lockdown
Hop out, let the Glock fire, still ducking cop sirens
She was tryna run off with my heart, but she could not find it
My niggas kill, I don't pay no one
Dreams ain't the only thing we chase, don't run
Got a P.O. and I got big old guns
Put a 8 in a hole, then it's game over
Solid, I kept it real from the jump
I ain't never need none for you, I was there for your love
I'll go hop on a PJ right now just to see what
And even though I can't see you, you still look better with us
He steppin' on what?
They steppin' on who?
They ain't never ask for none
This .40 backin' 'em up
I like my shooters, bet they'll get your ass back in the cut
Is you rappin' or what?
Is you cappin' or what?
Is you actin' or what?
This .40 backin' 'em up
Even 10 years I'ma be 26 (Berto, how you got that?)
13-6, that's what I bleed (Haha, Zai, can you turn that up a little bit?)
Z on the inside, I'm me on the outside
I feen for the old days when Nana's house was lockdown
Hop out, let the Glock fire, still ducking cop sirens
She was tryna run off with my heart, but she could not find it
My niggas kill, I don't pay no one
Dreams ain't the only thing we chase, don't run
Got a P.O. and I got big old guns
Put a 8 in a hole, then it's game over
Falling fast, you make me rush
Let me know, can you adjust?
Talk to me, I make you blush
Tonight, no fight, fuck fun, just lust
I keep gang on my mind, they ain't never left
Every time we catch a opp, they getting every belt
If you can better up your mind, you get a better self
To my son, I provide, I gotta guide and be there every step
Was me, it was I doing that time, you wasn't never there
I'd hate to hate on me, you come outside and hear me everywhere
I'm too gone, farewell
We parked the shit, tread well
Was getting tired of jail, man, I got lonely in that jail cell
Who the fuck said it was ever cool to take an LL?
Twin my synonym, he on side of me, we parallel
Don't care to hear you see my opp, if you ain't left from there
Seen him at the church, why he ain't kill him when the pastor left?
Z on the inside, I'm me on the outside
I feen for the old days when Nana's house was lockdown
Hop out, let the Glock fire, still ducking cop sirens
She was tryna run off with my heart, but she could not find it
My niggas kill, I don't pay no one
Dreams ain't the only thing we chase, don't run
Got a P.O. and I got big old guns
Put a 8 in a hole, then it's game over
Solid, I kept it real from the jump
I ain't never need none for you, I was there for your love
I'll go hop on a PJ right now just to see what
And even though I can't see you, you still look better with us
He steppin' on what?
They steppin' on who?
They ain't never ask for none
This .40 backin' 'em up
I like my shooters, bet they'll get your ass back in the cut
Is you rappin' or what?
Is you cappin' or what?
Is you actin' or what?
This .40 backin' 'em up
