ZyKingdom On The Track
I be writing all my songs
But God gave me this talent
When it comes to gettin' credit
See the game gets real challenged
See you gotta cut off a Judas
He'll act bold with no italics
G-O-D be the witness for the times that lack balance
CC him on that convo
Un-pack like you came from Cabo
It's all about your mental health
Don't hide pain with bravado
I ain't talkin' 'bout analytics
But tell me, do you follow?
Gon' 'head and get some therapy
Unpack the pain don't wallow
Put in more work 'cause the work don't end
These beats my opps, I slide, y'all spin
Produce my beats, a true musician
G-O-D gives me provision
You made the wrong judgment, you ain't no Mrs. Toler
No toxicity in the things that I told her
My first rap name was really Yung Rover
Cop her a new Blanco, this car a Range Rover
Do it for your madre
Do it for your family
Always be top self and yeah, listen to what God say
Elevate your mindset even when them mines set
This beyond rap music
This a passion project
I ain't givin' up on myself
Penmanship to vents my woes
Ink my thoughts to transcribe goals
Delinquency could never be known
My momma taught me so much
I'm above expectation
See, the sky was never the limit
Shoot for stars, straight elevation
Yeah, Moonwalkin' on a lunar cycle
Hit records in my archival
Pressure cookin' like a rap vinyl
Tapped in
I ain't talkin' spinal cords
Straight punches
I'on even need a chorus
Of course I'm above common core
Let it be known
G-O-D holds
Passion, power, purpose
Pushin' P, woah
Keep my foot up on the gas
You would think I'm first devision
How I'm always running laps
Yeah, the first gon' be last and the last gon' be first
Every time I mix a vocal
I'mma need extra reverb
Wait, wait, wait
Passionate
Can't afford to be passive
Pass the game and double the backend
No regression, it's just quadratic
Exponential, it gets math-matic
Jesus said that we far from lackin'
Pray to GOD and take a step back and
Understand that he's makin' happen
Dividends and I ain't talkin' 'bout fractions
This what happens when you body every wav file
Stand 'pon 10 digits like a redial
If they don't see the vision
Ask 'em do they see now?
All these flows I got
Ask 'em do they see Nile?
You can't deny that I'm talented
I'on need a ghostwriter
Yeah, I'm talented
All these Casper rappers need to get a pen
This is Hip Hop, I'm competitive
Yeah, light work
Self-produced, self-written, you know
Yeah, him for real
ZyKingdom The Visionary, let's go
ZyKingdom - No Writer's Room Lyrics
ZyKingdom - No Writer's Room Lyrics
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ZyKingdom On The Track
I be writing all my songs
But God gave me this talent
When it comes to gettin' credit
See the game gets real challenged
See you gotta cut off a Judas
He'll act bold with no italics
G-O-D be the witness for the times that lack balance
CC him on that convo
Un-pack like you came from Cabo
It's all about your mental health
Don't hide pain with bravado
I ain't talkin' 'bout analytics
But tell me, do you follow?
Gon' 'head and get some therapy
Unpack the pain don't wallow
Put in more work 'cause the work don't end
These beats my opps, I slide, y'all spin
Produce my beats, a true musician
G-O-D gives me provision
You made the wrong judgment, you ain't no Mrs. Toler
No toxicity in the things that I told her
My first rap name was really Yung Rover
Cop her a new Blanco, this car a Range Rover
Do it for your madre
Do it for your family
Always be top self and yeah, listen to what God say
Elevate your mindset even when them mines set
This beyond rap music
This a passion project
I ain't givin' up on myself
Penmanship to vents my woes
Ink my thoughts to transcribe goals
Delinquency could never be known
My momma taught me so much
I'm above expectation
See, the sky was never the limit
Shoot for stars, straight elevation
Yeah, Moonwalkin' on a lunar cycle
Hit records in my archival
Pressure cookin' like a rap vinyl
Tapped in
I ain't talkin' spinal cords
Straight punches
I'on even need a chorus
Of course I'm above common core
Let it be known
G-O-D holds
Passion, power, purpose
Pushin' P, woah
Keep my foot up on the gas
You would think I'm first devision
How I'm always running laps
Yeah, the first gon' be last and the last gon' be first
Every time I mix a vocal
I'mma need extra reverb
Wait, wait, wait
Passionate
Can't afford to be passive
Pass the game and double the backend
No regression, it's just quadratic
Exponential, it gets math-matic
Jesus said that we far from lackin'
Pray to GOD and take a step back and
Understand that he's makin' happen
Dividends and I ain't talkin' 'bout fractions
This what happens when you body every wav file
Stand 'pon 10 digits like a redial
If they don't see the vision
Ask 'em do they see now?
All these flows I got
Ask 'em do they see Nile?
You can't deny that I'm talented
I'on need a ghostwriter
Yeah, I'm talented
All these Casper rappers need to get a pen
This is Hip Hop, I'm competitive
Yeah, light work
Self-produced, self-written, you know
Yeah, him for real
ZyKingdom The Visionary, let's go
I be writing all my songs
But God gave me this talent
When it comes to gettin' credit
See the game gets real challenged
See you gotta cut off a Judas
He'll act bold with no italics
G-O-D be the witness for the times that lack balance
CC him on that convo
Un-pack like you came from Cabo
It's all about your mental health
Don't hide pain with bravado
I ain't talkin' 'bout analytics
But tell me, do you follow?
Gon' 'head and get some therapy
Unpack the pain don't wallow
Put in more work 'cause the work don't end
These beats my opps, I slide, y'all spin
Produce my beats, a true musician
G-O-D gives me provision
You made the wrong judgment, you ain't no Mrs. Toler
No toxicity in the things that I told her
My first rap name was really Yung Rover
Cop her a new Blanco, this car a Range Rover
Do it for your madre
Do it for your family
Always be top self and yeah, listen to what God say
Elevate your mindset even when them mines set
This beyond rap music
This a passion project
I ain't givin' up on myself
Penmanship to vents my woes
Ink my thoughts to transcribe goals
Delinquency could never be known
My momma taught me so much
I'm above expectation
See, the sky was never the limit
Shoot for stars, straight elevation
Yeah, Moonwalkin' on a lunar cycle
Hit records in my archival
Pressure cookin' like a rap vinyl
Tapped in
I ain't talkin' spinal cords
Straight punches
I'on even need a chorus
Of course I'm above common core
Let it be known
G-O-D holds
Passion, power, purpose
Pushin' P, woah
Keep my foot up on the gas
You would think I'm first devision
How I'm always running laps
Yeah, the first gon' be last and the last gon' be first
Every time I mix a vocal
I'mma need extra reverb
Wait, wait, wait
Passionate
Can't afford to be passive
Pass the game and double the backend
No regression, it's just quadratic
Exponential, it gets math-matic
Jesus said that we far from lackin'
Pray to GOD and take a step back and
Understand that he's makin' happen
Dividends and I ain't talkin' 'bout fractions
This what happens when you body every wav file
Stand 'pon 10 digits like a redial
If they don't see the vision
Ask 'em do they see now?
All these flows I got
Ask 'em do they see Nile?
You can't deny that I'm talented
I'on need a ghostwriter
Yeah, I'm talented
All these Casper rappers need to get a pen
This is Hip Hop, I'm competitive
Yeah, light work
Self-produced, self-written, you know
Yeah, him for real
ZyKingdom The Visionary, let's go
Writer: Zyias Richards
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