Buck Em - Zion I

Yeah, you know sometimes I get caught up in the madness of the world

But the homies told me then, look

Logo, so I tried to, logo, logo

Then I learn to

Oh, going hard in attentions

I’m scar for the boys that the thought from the benches to the parks

Living through my art, in the car of seeing critics ripping me apart

Scraping like a gladiator push me on your fador

Trying to catch you grammy sucker now not later

Rappin town like a rater but my neighbor stay trip

Friends turn the haters hard hands they listen

It’s a serious condition expose to roll thicker

Blood than water hard still tickin but the mind start slipping

Hard to stay focused, keep it with the jams is the start feel hopeless

Forgetting where you came from, cuttie how you’ve been

Couldn’t really talking had to put it tot he pen

And I’m a loyal friend, but this is getting hard bra

I remember when we used to match like a charger

Hook;

The homie told me to keep my head up

It’s kind of hard when I start and then fed up

Really royce and we led up, shoot the sky down

Time to get this bread up

Buck 'em, buck 'em, get this bread up

Buck 'em, buck 'em, get this bread up

Buck 'em, buck 'em, get this bread up

Buck 'em, buck 'em, get this bread up

Uh I start to feel fresh played it

My boy like you made it, Justin John that could.

Juice in how I flown but the natives

He’s doing what she’s supposed to, you should got the haters

And I’ll be like you right on sitting on foes, foes

Deep and slow meditating as a glow

I’ma taking at the glow, the one that’s travel

Keep back in the lack, let the drama unravel

Watch it like a movie but never be attached

Break off another batch and his cookie take a sack

And take it to your neck black, you should just respect that

We moving out of love, justify to a click track

Just another sick rat, this is for your health

Life a long think it to yourself

'cause eyes all we got I’m moving to the top

I’m cooking up some vegetables eat em out my pot, don’t stop

When we rock.

Hook;

The homie told me to keep my head up

It’s kind of hard when I start and then fed up

Really royce and we led up, shoot the sky down

Time to get this bread up

Buck 'em, buck 'em, get this bread up

Buck 'em, buck 'em, get this bread up

Buck 'em, buck 'em, get this bread up

Buck 'em, buck 'em, get this bread up