za

That Za Still Ain’t Fell Me Yet Get Off Bag to socialize plug talk forever rich I’m not empty bitch I’m hallo like the bullets in my clip every opp gone get a halo sprayco guarantied they dead we on paper before violence but we kill an we ain’t scared (Verse 1) Shadows creep, yeah, the night’s my domain, Whispers in the alley, echoing my pain, Heart’s heavy, but the grind don’t cease, Chasing dreams while the demons release. (Verse 2) That za still ain’t fell me yet, I’m on my grind, Lost souls in the dark, tryna find what’s mine, Bag to soc, yeah, I’m flipping the script, In a world so cold, gotta keep my grip. (Verse 3) Eyes wide open, see the snakes in the grass, Trust is a luxury, man, it never lasts, Countin’ every move like I’m chessing the game, In this concrete jungle, I’m the one to blame. (Verse 4) Hustle in my veins, darkness fuels my fire, Climbing from the bottom, yeah, I’m aiming higher, No sleep for the wicked, I’m the voice of the street, Until the day I rise, can’t accept defeat.