icm !zealot şarkı sözleri

I'm a zealot How I tell it I just call it how I see 'em It's time you caught the lesson I won't let 'em (I won't let 'em) Form no weapon (form no weapon) Not on me or my family No words can break this sentence I want thrills (yeah I want that) I want bills (I want) I want ice (yeah, yeah) That gives you chills (gives you) I want that house up in the hills And thousand dollar meals I want the baddest bitch on earth, yeah To tell me how it feels I want a chain that's bearing my name A girl that does the same But still it's f*ck all the fame Yeah, I'm low-key But that's not how I'm playing, yeah On my name, yeah Don't have to look too far Too see my game, yeah it's plain All these faces looking faceless (yeah) All my blood stains turning stainless (woo) I'm amazed at when I say this (uh) Count my blessings and my savings (yeah) I want it all but it's never enough Never fold and this ain't no bluff So what's it gonna take? What I got to make? What I got to prove? What I got to fake? What I got to do to make it shake? Drop that thing so low, it measured richter eight Don't want a taste, I want a lick I bust my ass cause I'm the shit I worked too hard to call it quits I worked too hard to say that's it And that's just it, boy Glowing from the wrist, boy Bust down on my shit, boy Cause I deserve that shit, boy I think I know I am Hustle like the running man Hotter than a summer tan I think I can, I think I can Oh wait, shit, I know who I am See I just stick to the plan What's so hard to understand? I made this shit with my hands Unsatisfied with silver chains I want it greener, when it rains I know this shit might sound insane But if I'm strange, I'm in a Range, bitch Ain't sorry for the language Now radio won't play this Guess I'll wipe my tears With all these faces Just face it, it's brainless The aim is the ranges Don't stop, don't need no pit If you thought I'm done, well strap on in I put my heart up in this shit I go too hard but I won't quit I go too far but man that's it Cause I won't die with these regrets (nah) I'm in my prime, so why not live? This here's my time, so why not spend? I'm on my grind, without no flint Don't need no why, to go get lit I'm in motion like propellers I ain't playing with you fellas Strive to make my doubters jealous Now they're asking "why didn't you tell us?" That's the recipe Ambition, greed and endless green Now you tell me, if you were me (and I were you) Where would you be? I've been to countless places I've done seen ten thousand faces Haven't seen my house in ages So f*ck the races The basis, this rat race is aimless I'm dangerous, it's wasted Running round in paces, just to chase my greatness (Uh) What you brainless? I really feel like the one She gives me brain while I drum I beat that shit till I'm done And then again for some fun I'm in my zone, I'm on one Just do this shit for fun I'm only getting started I'll finish it when I'm gone
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