The voice of Z, I get my power from the big guy
Don't call yourself the one if you can't look up into his eye
I be up on west Adams, fucking up the miz-la
Hard liquor at night, Kombucha in the morning It's time
To lace 'em up, we back in this bitch, new and improved
Earned my stripes like them shell toed shoes, nothing to lose
I ain't the lil boy I was when I was
Momma I don't smoke, but I still don't
Its free Fernakey till its backwards, that's my bro
I got the M-E-T-H-O-D
Bumping OD on the scosche
We gon' push the buckets 'til the bimmer's coming in on boats
I need the i8 cotton candy color tint to match my aura
I got fam wit me
We all natural
No sephora
I'm from North Carolina
Its quite literally the mud
Its hicks frat boys gangbangers all of them got guns
Respectively
High-school shootings and my momma a teacher
Got me running for the bag like Sha'Carri
Gotta get richer son
Its levels to this shit like Atari
I'm on a mission bruh
Its microwave raps nowadays
The time is ticking huh
Everybody in your top 5 scotty pippin bruh
An all star for sure
But we all know who's selling tickets
I'm the main attraction
I talk above my means for sure
But I know who and what I am
And that's more than most
Despite my struggles and my shortcomings
Promise you that more coming
I carry my soul
Like the Larry O'Brian
Louis v luggage
Ain't no rubbish that I give time to
I'm too etherial to not have all my lil rhymes smooth
I got the pressure on my shoulders
God told me what to do
No weapon formed against me prospers
I'm immune to you
Make GODSMiLE!
