Zion (Strictly for My F.A.D.E.S)

[Verse One] Ex girl hit me up like “Konnie where the fuck you been---“ Just found out from Sophie we were never really friends--- Got a couple screws loose, take a blues clue from my grin--- Daria on hulu but my boo that looks like (quinn) Stacy Dash Is still the baddest bitch I’ve ever seen And niggas still be clueless like my homies Cher and Dee You want a role model? You should look for Cheryl Tiegs Cause its only been a year since I only was a teen I’m Like damn, fade Hoes scam me like amway Bought her lobster and steak FOR A FUCKING HAND J? (Rachet and yo man clank) Ass firm as my handshake Higher than the pyramids Fuckin’ while we jam frank Debutants and Clam bakes with the white kids from my youth Theyre like "why’s he at our party" Guess I should be in my noose Tell the truth that shit don’t bother me cause 20 years from now Still be niggas all in they government and niggas all in they spouse [Verse Two] Que pasó chiquito Solo yo y cabronito Y tu Chiquita me dijo Que mi chorizo es rico Mota en mi churro porque este es mi curo Y el cuerpo de mi caro es mas grande que toguro Guey te juro, no quires una problema con mis batos Si lo haces, ten cuidado o te MATO! MATO! MATO! Una rubia como la de amigos, sabes Rachel? Te-te-tetas como scar jo y su culo como yay-lo? Veo que estas preocupada, que pasa Tomaste tantas bars pensé que eras abogada Cómprate un agua Càlmate, descansa y cuando estas lista, regresamos a mi casa B---asta No mames, hay cosas que hacer Mi equipo es la caca (*chuckles*) no puedes oler? Oigo cuando hablas yo no puedo endeter Tan pronto como tu salgas siempre quieres volver [Verse Three] TURN THE FUCK UP OR SIT THE FUCK DOWN CAUSE WE WONT DROP A BUCK LESS YOU DROP IT TO THE GROUND ALL THE FADES BE GOIN HAM WHEN WE BACON ON THAT LOUD OFF THAT CRIS WITH THAT BROWN TOLD YO BITCH LOOK AT ME NOW AINT GOT NO CLUE WHAT WE DOIN OR HOW IGNORANT WE SOUND ALL THE KIDS SUPPORT OUR MUSIC CAUSE THEY THINK WE’RE FUCKING CLOWNS SOLD OUT SHOWS WHERE COLLEGE STUDENTS CALL US NIGGERS FROM THE CROWD JUST AS LONG WE MOVE UNITS AND PUT Ms IN OUR ACCOUNTS FOR THEM CLOTHES THAT YOU CANT COP AND THEM HOES THAT’S SUPER HOT AND THEM TRIPS OUT TO THE COAST WHERE WE GO FOR SHROOMS AND POT WHACK ASS FLOWS WE USE A LOT CUT THE GHOST ANOTHER CHECK IF OUR VOCALS SOUNDIN SHOT JUST USE VOCODERS THEN WE SET WE LIKE HOE PROTECT YA NECK CAUSE WE SOME BOUT IT BOUT IT Gs WAY WE DON’T SHOW UP FOR SETS AND THEN BE POUTIN IN OUR TWEETS EVERY RAPPER THAT WE MEET IS LIKE OUR OLDEST CLOSEST FRIEND BUT THEM NIGGAS AINT MY BROS LESS THAT CAP AINT ON THAT LENSE Alright man, you can go ahead cut the shit. But first, before I call you out, I just want to take a bit to tell you what I think you’re right about. I’ll admit, niggas do drop songs that sound like they don’t have shit to write about. And often on, those niggas aren’t the ones that even write ‘em now! I agree, autotune should fucking go die in a hole… and rappers need to learn some self control, but if you grew up with empty stoves, no hope or heat for when its cold, tell me if you blow you wouldn’t go drop like ten stacks, just on coats! There’s not a person on earth that’s perfect, and if there is, it isn’t you. And calling everything cliché? The most cliché shit you can do. So stop with all the talk! It don’t mean shit, you still got shit to prove! Now show these niggas who the muthafuckin KON is… …ok, cool [Verse Four] Tis the season for the teachings of the pedagogue What’s the reason niggas even tryna pettifog Bruh we bout to set it off Tell me is you ready dawg Every time we smoke Mo’ trees than a reddit blog Prolly rollin’ up a philly and a sweet Blunts I think I blow about a milly in a week When your milieu is bleak Then you gotta bring the heat Only gold from my mouth, shit its gold in my teeth Besbelieve a nigga cancerous Fuckin with me land in m.d. anderson Like my grandma dem Scratch that this is haz-mat Fuck is swag rap? Play my tracks through a gas mask If I’m not pleased then the cow can’t sing Niggas lou-sy like the daodejing If you ain’t about bouts, get up out that ring 3rd coast child AND THE SOUTH MAKES KINGS All-star team Same roster since the start Zion in our dreams living hell is where we are And I swear it isn’t far bout to reach the other side Couldn’t stop us if you tried Even if I gotta die For the memory of my nigga always cherish what we lost In your name we go and get it screamin’ muthafuck the cost Doesn’t matter what it is gotta, man up Now help me sing the mantra It go M two As one B Mindstate be like FUCK, yall We are Family Think we scared of blood? NAH Ball till we deceased Then ball in the next world New Bitch is a beast Yo but what about your ex girl? [Verse Five] I’ll tell you if you want, if you really really want She was like the spice girl to my spice one If you fall in love nigga, better choose the right one Otherwise, take a couple knives 'fo the fight's done She be bumpin Magna Carta watchin Monty Python (holy grail) Type of girl that only fucks with the lights on Told her she was high strung Gave herself a tune up She put something nice on Ego gon balloon up Pretty young chick with the nonchalance Skin is sunkissed from the tan salon Girl I'm not the type of nigga that you cancel on More like you should grab my dick and put your tonsil on "Told you I ain't fallin' for her" uh huh, ok All I wanted was to score, now it's 1-0 bae Double scotch, when you pour only one O'shea And keep em comin until i forget that dumb ho's name Goose and oj Deuce to gotye Cause you just somebody I used to know, babe Niggas smokin Reggie like Kim befo 'Ye All I ever blow is dro and gold haze New flows bout old ways I juxtapose phra-ses Soley to convey to you my heart's still breakin When it spills, fill pages of these loose leaf notes But the only way you take it is to friends when you gloat like: --- "Yeah, like I'm kind of embarrassed but like, he writes all of song his songs about me, like it's kinda awkward cause he's like sooo obsessed with me but like how many people have a song about them, riiight?" --- Guess I'm only into girls That are only into guys That don't know they're in this world so I always feel lonely when I try Now my screens all blue cause you don't reply Heart is too, all alright I just don't know why That I can't decide You aren't worth my time