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Lil 2z

2z Montana

 

2z Montana

(album: Ashes 2 Ashes - 2020)


Let's get this straight now
I never fucked anybody over in my life who didn't have it coming
You got that?
All I have in this world is my balls and my word
And I don't break 'em for no one, you understand?
That piece of shit up there, I never like him, I never trust him
For all I know, he have me set up and have my friend Angel Fernandez killed
But that's history

I ain't worried 'bout shit, but I'm worried 'bout this money
I just hope that my pape' make it back to the D
You can get the whole thing if you want it
But I'd rather bust this shit down all the way to the G
Mama ain't stressing, she fing get a house and some acres
So now she can finally sleep
When it come to this money, I be making these plays
I be feeling like Luka at the top of the key
This bitch wanna fuck every day of the week
And I always act like I got somewhere to be
This bitch think I'm lying, but bitch, it's the truth
Rather play with my money than play with my meat
I can tell you off top that bitch ain't to be trusted
She lying to you and she lying to me
I can tell you off top he ain't getting no money
But that Instagram shit make it look like he eating
I 'member back then we was going through hell
When I didn't see the beauty, it made me a beast
Used to get me a dookie pack, act like it's gas
And then turn around, sell that shit fifteen a G
First time getting arrested, 12 opened my bag
And said, "Goddamnit, dude, that shit really reeks"
I'm moving my head, looking over my shoulder
'Cause I rap what I live and I live what I speak
Went to war with a few and came out with no scratches
I promise to God, boy, them niggas was weak
We give niggas pressure, now shit getting crucial
Now niggas wan' bitch up and run to police
These rap niggas lying, they ain't independent
I'm still a stray dog while they stuck on a leash
I'm still stacking twenties, these tens, and these fives
At the end of the month, I'ma make 'em look neat
I feel like I'm Tony Montana, I'm bagging up dope in my Dolce Gabbana (Okay)
Lil 2z life really a movie, but I never put all of my business on camera
How I been through the rain and I been through the desert, they think that Lil 2z a camel
How I be in LA and I ball like the Lakers, they think that I'm Julius Randle
Give a fuck 'bout an Instagram mention
I walk in the room, I be feeling the tension
I feel like I'm Webbie, I'm still independent
I just want the money, I don't want the attention
Me and Lil Bug used to sleep on the floor
And damn near every night we was eating that chicken
But that was back then, if we talking 'bout now
It be salmon or shrimp like we stay going fishing

I'm here, he's not
If you wanna go on with me, you say it
You don't, then you make a move
I think you speak from the heart, Montana

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