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in my zone b*tch - z (of firing squad) lyrics

[intro]
purps on da beat
purps on da beat
purps on da beat
purps on da beat
purps on da beat
purps on da beat
purps on da beat
purps on da beat
purps on da beat
purps on da beat

[chorus: z]
this money calling, so i’m chasing in my broke whip
i swear to god i’m tired of living on this broke sh*t
i hit the stage, hit the stage, i’m in my zone b*tch
i’m pushing zones b*tch, all up in my zone b*tch
this money calling, so i’m chasing in my broke whip
i swear to god i’m tired of living on this broke sh*t
i hit the stage, hit the stage, i’m in my zone b*tch
i’m pushing zones b*tch, all up in my zone b*tch

[verse 1: critical]
can’t count the times that a n*gga been on a road*trip (road trip)
switching lanes at sixteen on some grown sh*t
chugging a bottle and riding ’round with a .45th
my music up, windows down in my zone b*tch
i’m in my zone b*tch
b*tch i’m in my tone b*tch
give me some head like daddy said and carry on b*tch
i nut and gone, come and leave i split, like p*ssy lips
i nut and gone, come and leave like p*ssy lips i split
time is money, nothing’s free, i gave all i can give
there ain’t no sustain, it’s free time when you’re pushing bricks
this money calling, i’m riding like this a stolen whip
i rip a kick or flip a kick like tony hawk kid
[chorus: z & critical]
this money calling, so i’m chasing in my zone b*tch
(i’m in my zone b*tch)
i swear to god i’m tired of living on this broke sh*t
(i’m in my zone b*tch)
i hit the stage, hit the stage, i’m in my zone b*tch
i’m pushing zones b*tch, all up in my zone b*tch
this money calling, so i’m chasing in my broke whip
i swear to god i’m tired of living on this broke sh*t
i hit the stage, hit the stage, i’m in my zone b*tch
i’m pushing zones b*tch, all up in my zone b*tch

[verse 2: z]
this money calling, so i chase it in my broke whip
tired of being on broke sh*t, so i’m pushing till these hips flip
in the one*twelve and the new sh*t
then it’s deuce deuce let a fool grip
price dropping away sh*t
let a private rock it like a sp*ceship
no food up in the fridge
my kids haven’t ate sh*t
but i got a plug on some sh*t i’d think they’d like
just gotta taste it
rubber bands for bracelets now just gotta tuck it in the safe quick
cause i ain’t never seen this many piles so i’m lying, [poor to waste it?]
been p*ss*broke my whole life and failed to embrace it
the family slept together some nights cause the lights are not for raking
stay focused, concentrating
the reversal with this drought we facing
while puffing the nerkle i’m in my zone b*tch because fire bring it
[chorus: z]
this money calling, so i’m chasing in my broke whip
i swear to god i’m tired of living on this broke sh*t
i hit the stage, hit the stage, i’m in my zone b*tch
i’m pushing zones b*tch, all up in my zone b*tch
this money calling, so i’m chasing in my broke whip
i swear to god i’m tired of living on this broke sh*t
i hit the stage, hit the stage, i’m in my zone b*tch
i’m pushing zones b*tch, all up in my zone b*tch

[verse 3: scottee bates]
i’m in my zone
i’m stacking chips right
don’t all that money never change your life
it’s a, a good feeling when you know your rhyme game is right
hitting up the stage and we be rocking ’em all night
we live for that
different struggles, but future in the past
broke whip, give a sh*t
dip and smash the gas
i’m just waiting for my moment to the motion of the music
my rhyme is very therapeutic and i’m looking to become exclusive
can i tell you now, it’s how i feel
so close to the edge, tell me this ain’t real
i’m singing every day
ooh this my sales pitch
and with my f*cking record deal i’m in my zone b*tch
[chorus: z & scottee bates]
this money calling, so i’m chasing in my broke whip
(chasing in my broke whip)
i swear to god i’m tired of living on this broke sh*t
(i’m tired of living on this broke sh*t)
i hit the stage, hit the stage, i’m in my zone b*tch
(i’m in my zone b*tch)
i’m pushing zones b*tch, all up in my zone b*tch
(all up in my zone b*tch)
this money calling, so i’m chasing in my broke whip
(chasing in my broke whip)
i swear to god i’m tired of living on this broke sh*t
(i’m tired of living on this broke sh*t)
i hit the stage, hit the stage, i’m in my zone b*tch
(i’m in my zone b*tch)
i’m pushing zones b*tch, all up in my zone b*tch
(i said i’m all up in my zone b*tch)

[outro: socttee bates]
ooh
yeah yeah yeah
i’m in my
i’m in my
i’m in my zone

- z of firing squad lyrics

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