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Russ - Zone Lyrics

Zone Lyrics[VERSE 1]
We ballin
Please keep lookin
I'm gone wit yo woman
If she keep lookin
And y'all don't want it
So please keep pushin
Lane was open came in the game and we took
It
The clubs keep rockin
And we keep cookin
Fans want shows n we keep bookin
Em
Started from the ground but now take a
Lookin at em
Cuz he neva gave a flyin fuck how they look at
At em
Sips some tequila n out comes ya ego
Talkin out the side of ya mouth at heroes
Look at up the scoreboard it still says zero
We ain't shakin hands we gotta amigos
Ima whoop that ass Ima take you round ringer
Leave you hungover u ain't gotta b a drinker
Imma win every time on you little thinkers
Champ ring sitting on my middle finger

[HOOK]
Do what I do
Boy you gotta be ruthless
Go against me
Boy you gotta be stupid
They don't want war with a man with a movement
Zoned out when I do it

[VERSE 2]
You all hyped all gassed off Molly
In real life I got reach like Ali
I gotta see
You all talk and it's too cheap
I watch fall off I don't sleep
They call me people's champ
People choose me
You switchin up every season gotta new team
You went n double up ans came wit a new thing
It's not enough u still endin up losin
Never talkin with these critics
No debate for the panelists
All ya negativity i just take it channel it
You can fake ya bank account
You can fake what ya balance is
Van fake a lot shit but can't fake if ya talented
I work harder than you
I work smarter than you
You gotta deal with the fact I'm goin farther than you
Heavy sweater than you
Ya no competitor you
You gotta deal wit the fact i'm jus better than you

[HOOK]
Do what I do
Boy you gotta be ruthless
Go against me
Boy you gotta be stupid
They don't want war with a man with a movement
Zoned out when I do it

[VERSE 3]
Let em talk treat em like peons
Imma b on top for the next 30 eons
Very long time ya I'm talkin like beyond
Talkin like Prime Time
Talkie like Deion's
You on friendly competition tryna talk to me shit
I'm on some ya well fuck u don't talk to me bitch
Goin off n there's nothin you can offer me bitch
Imma do ya so bad boy ya mom gon b sick
Won't stop til ya mindset is fulla regrets
You gon break inside like a huddle jus split
Imma take yo girl we gon bonnie clyde
Imma talk about ya mom and got all in ya mind
Imma take ya deep fear imma have it exposed
Imma beast boy I hit you where it hurts you the most
Here to bring what that disrespect fuckin gets you
Plus you workin in a cesspool
Less successful

[HOOK]
Do what I do
Boy you gotta be ruthless
Go against me
Boy you gotta be stupid
They don't want war with a man with a movement
Zoned out when I do it