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Z H I N O - Just Me. Lyrics



Z H I N O - Just Me. Lyrics




Skies, skies, skies were grey
Kids, kids, kids don't wanna play
I would shoot my shot but I'm too good for that now uh
Too good for
She gone' probably hit me when her man not around uh
When her man
Everyone be asking where I'm getting my sound
I just tell 'em its just me, never we, its just Z , aye

And I'm back on my dumb stuff yeah
Who said I'm done, what
All I need is nunchucks
I could end a team, what, true
What you gonna do? yeah
I never stick, I move ,yeah
This is manual for me bro
I don't need no stick to move, nah
Automatic spraying though
Crime scene 'way I leave it off
She bring a coat gone' leave it off
Tryna show the cleavage off, yeah
She gone' do the dog eyes, aye
Snap me with the dog filter, aye
Had to tell her straight bro
"In my life there's no filter", aye nah
Then its back to the ends,
No pretending where I'm from
I moved out from the hood
Now I prove 'em all wrong
School teacher used to hate
Had anger issues now its gone
Kinda like all the fakes
But you made it to the song
To the song
Yeah you made it to the song
So if 'X' marks the spot
Watch my exes sing along, yeah
'Cause i'm getting to the bag
And I'm more than 5p yeah
Its an algebra equation
P equals 70
So

And I would shoot my shot but I'm too good for that now uh
Too good for
She gone' probably hit me when her man not around uh
When her man
Everyone be asking where I'm getting my sound
I just tell 'em its just me, never we, its just Z aye
I would shoot my shot but I'm too good for that now, aye
Too good for
She gone' probably hit me when her man not around, aye
When her man
Everyone be asking where I'm getting my sound
I just tell 'em its just me, never we, its just Z uh

And I'm back with a crazy flow
Probably take your lady though
Walk out with the curly 'fro
You ain't picking nothing bro
Tell 'em that my texture different
You man on that plastic business
You man like a substitute
When you talk I never listen uh
Its just average for me
Im a savage probably
Zhino where the bars at
Most you man don't get it sorry
Im on swaggy flow
Im no insta rapper though
Don't care 'bout your likes bro
Comparing is disgraceful bro uh
That's disgraceful
You ain't ready for it uh
You ain't ready for it!
I don't speak your language like, you ain't really foreign
Im not from this planet
You could never plan it uh
Im just freestyling uh
While your girl typing uh
You pay for this swag uh
I'm just free styling
But don't try to style me g
Letter flow like why Z
Why Z
Why me
So much soul like Y-3
Three stripes for war g, you better not try me

And I would shoot my shot but I'm too good for that now uh
Too good for
She gone' probably hit me when her man not around uh
When her man
Everyone be asking where I'm getting my sound
I just tell 'em its just me, never we, its just Z aye
I would shoot my shot but I'm too good for that now, aye
Too good for
She gone' probably hit me when her man not around, aye
When her man
Everyone be asking where I'm getting my sound
I just tell 'em its just me, never we, its just Z uh

People be asking why is summer over
Why is summer
Lemme tell you why
I been killing but that's normal to me
Bad b but she normal to me
Nothing really feels normal to me
Disconnected, CD ejected
Now there's tears streaming
And I'm still beaming, so pay for it
Tell dem man they gotta pay for it
I ain't got much to say for it
Send for me your gonna pay for it
Pay for it, imma send for you
And take your whole crew
And show them something new
And I'm bored too
And you bore boo, I'm too raw boo
Like dem man should check the scores boo
They don't want war boo
Funny how they want the cheques boo
But never check to see my mood
And its mad, I got nothing to lose
In school and out I been making some moves
Tryna make classics and not just go placid
I been really working on flows when I'm rapping
I swear uh
I been killing I'm so rare uh
Rare, watch 'em all tear uh
Daily motivation where? uh
They been talking, they just scared uh
Im the best my age
Scrap that I'm the best in the country uh
All dem man, yeah I rate
But I'm tryna run you out the country uh
All my idols your calm
But I ain't stopping till its only Z uh
Yeah bro, only Z
RIP summers over g
Uh summer's over
Yeah, summer's over
RIP
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Skies, skies, skies were grey
Kids, kids, kids don't wanna play
I would shoot my shot but I'm too good for that now uh
Too good for
She gone' probably hit me when her man not around uh
When her man
Everyone be asking where I'm getting my sound
I just tell 'em its just me, never we, its just Z , aye

And I'm back on my dumb stuff yeah
Who said I'm done, what
All I need is nunchucks
I could end a team, what, true
What you gonna do? yeah
I never stick, I move ,yeah
This is manual for me bro
I don't need no stick to move, nah
Automatic spraying though
Crime scene 'way I leave it off
She bring a coat gone' leave it off
Tryna show the cleavage off, yeah
She gone' do the dog eyes, aye
Snap me with the dog filter, aye
Had to tell her straight bro
"In my life there's no filter", aye nah
Then its back to the ends,
No pretending where I'm from
I moved out from the hood
Now I prove 'em all wrong
School teacher used to hate
Had anger issues now its gone
Kinda like all the fakes
But you made it to the song
To the song
Yeah you made it to the song
So if 'X' marks the spot
Watch my exes sing along, yeah
'Cause i'm getting to the bag
And I'm more than 5p yeah
Its an algebra equation
P equals 70
So

And I would shoot my shot but I'm too good for that now uh
Too good for
She gone' probably hit me when her man not around uh
When her man
Everyone be asking where I'm getting my sound
I just tell 'em its just me, never we, its just Z aye
I would shoot my shot but I'm too good for that now, aye
Too good for
She gone' probably hit me when her man not around, aye
When her man
Everyone be asking where I'm getting my sound
I just tell 'em its just me, never we, its just Z uh

And I'm back with a crazy flow
Probably take your lady though
Walk out with the curly 'fro
You ain't picking nothing bro
Tell 'em that my texture different
You man on that plastic business
You man like a substitute
When you talk I never listen uh
Its just average for me
Im a savage probably
Zhino where the bars at
Most you man don't get it sorry
Im on swaggy flow
Im no insta rapper though
Don't care 'bout your likes bro
Comparing is disgraceful bro uh
That's disgraceful
You ain't ready for it uh
You ain't ready for it!
I don't speak your language like, you ain't really foreign
Im not from this planet
You could never plan it uh
Im just freestyling uh
While your girl typing uh
You pay for this swag uh
I'm just free styling
But don't try to style me g
Letter flow like why Z
Why Z
Why me
So much soul like Y-3
Three stripes for war g, you better not try me

And I would shoot my shot but I'm too good for that now uh
Too good for
She gone' probably hit me when her man not around uh
When her man
Everyone be asking where I'm getting my sound
I just tell 'em its just me, never we, its just Z aye
I would shoot my shot but I'm too good for that now, aye
Too good for
She gone' probably hit me when her man not around, aye
When her man
Everyone be asking where I'm getting my sound
I just tell 'em its just me, never we, its just Z uh

People be asking why is summer over
Why is summer
Lemme tell you why
I been killing but that's normal to me
Bad b but she normal to me
Nothing really feels normal to me
Disconnected, CD ejected
Now there's tears streaming
And I'm still beaming, so pay for it
Tell dem man they gotta pay for it
I ain't got much to say for it
Send for me your gonna pay for it
Pay for it, imma send for you
And take your whole crew
And show them something new
And I'm bored too
And you bore boo, I'm too raw boo
Like dem man should check the scores boo
They don't want war boo
Funny how they want the cheques boo
But never check to see my mood
And its mad, I got nothing to lose
In school and out I been making some moves
Tryna make classics and not just go placid
I been really working on flows when I'm rapping
I swear uh
I been killing I'm so rare uh
Rare, watch 'em all tear uh
Daily motivation where? uh
They been talking, they just scared uh
Im the best my age
Scrap that I'm the best in the country uh
All dem man, yeah I rate
But I'm tryna run you out the country uh
All my idols your calm
But I ain't stopping till its only Z uh
Yeah bro, only Z
RIP summers over g
Uh summer's over
Yeah, summer's over
RIP
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Writer: Amarae Cato-Daniel
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Length: 4:41
Written by: Amarae Cato-Daniel

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