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Zaytoven

Honest

 

Honest

(album: Street Credentials - 2023)


(Zaytoven)
Zay Tiggy, Beezy
Doe Beezy

8 chains on and they ain't took one yet
Broke ass opps never seen a real Rolex
My youngin wanted for a murder, but he still don't stress
Did a drift on niggas killed but he still don't sweat

This ain't no diss or nothing like that though, it's just the truth
I can't help what the fuck happened man all I can do is speak the facts
Big Doe Beezy top shotta don dada you know what the fuck going on with me
Less talking more shooting nigga
Bet your favorite rapper don't even know how it feel to shoot a nigga
Bet not run up on me got it on me I'll do a nigga
If we get into it bet them bullets going to you nigga
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, damn I don't know who to blow
Most these niggas police if you trapping bitch watch who you show
Once I get the drop on you, shooters come run through the door
I might tell Zaytoven play piano at his funeral
On these niggas ass with my Glock
On these rappers ass feel like Wop back when he was off the wock
I was only like 15 kicking niggas off the block
Had to step on that lil nigga got blood on my Gucci sock

8 chains on and they ain't took one yet
Broke ass opps never seen a real Rolex
My youngin wanted for a murder, but he still don't stress
Did a drift on niggas killed but he still don't sweat

Want the truth sorry cop, I can't tell you that
See me in traffic they know that's a dog in that Hellcat
Just a youngin tryna take something I ain't sell crack
He dissing me like he ain't wear my clothes bring my belt back
Said you wouldn't do it but yo ass ran and told that
I bought that gun for you then my shooters took my pole back
Shot yo ass down and robbed you that's a cold fact
On Instagram spreading all that cap you never told that
I woke up this morning popped a perc 30 for breakfast
Don't know what I love more than percocet a Smith and Wesson
It don't even matter grabbing both before I exit
Try us that's a deathwish might sell yo head on egglist

8 chains on and they ain't took one yet
Broke ass opps never seen a real Rolex
My youngin wanted for a murder, but he still don't stress
Did a drift on niggas killed but he still don't sweat

done

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