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zee stack - transition lyrics

n+ggas tryna get the best of zee
and i can’t let it get to me
my brother told me get this p
i gave my boy the recipe
all he knows is peb and fiends
bagging up on press machines
exactly what it’s meant to be
i started with a zed of each

water on the stove
coke resin on my clothes
told the kitties i got both
tryna get it in a loaf
all this power like i’m ghost
still tryna do the most
itching for a brick
only kittens in my whip
you know it’s prison if i slip
don’t ring me for no tick
4 figures from my stick
n+ggas stepping out my line
pebbing down a nine
and i ain’t seen my mum in time
now they’ve gone and took my bro
couple months up in the hole
charge it to the roads
up in harrods or its sloane
put my all into this phone
pray to god i make it home
tired of this tone
tryna make off of rap
i’m going ape sh+t in the trap
and n+ggas raving me i stack
still save it like i’m flat
louis duffle on my back
stuff it with these racks
drugs stuck up in the trap
everyday i see a ton
i give a portion to my mum
pumping cali through my lungs
i won’t settle for no chips
go getter on the strip
you know i pebbled every bit
show my n+gga bout the t
now he’s juggy like he’s me
i’m just sorting out the re’s
remember when i used to blow it
i’d be p+ssed and never show it
free my n+gga ling i owe him
bings home a couple months
i’m just adding up these sums
if they match up with the runs
can’t be in and out my drum
spent a rack up on my jacket
i don’t ask no one to back it
n+ggas hate me cuz i mash it
me and jivy in that merc
tryna go of on some dirt
treat my hustle like it’s work
now i’m getting it in bulk
all the mandem bought a hulk
two fingers in her throat
i ain’t even gotta gas
i don’t even need no vas
i just lug it in a flash
put my peddle to the gas
that’s 200 on the dash
n+ggas tryna do the maths
you’d be gutted in my losses
even though i’m making profit
for the rolley has to cop it
then i had to buss the sides
like i might not buss a rhyme

n+ggas tryna get the best of zee
and i can’t let it get to me
my brother told me get this p
i gave my boy the recipe
all he knows is peb and fiends
bagging up on press machines
exactly what it’s meant to be
i started with a zed of each
+2

trippy whilst you fell asleep
whipping up and stretching grease
told that b+tch to let me be
i just need to rest my feet
tracky and my slides automatic every ride
same pattern for my spin
corner shop i’m buying cling
2 phones with double sim
had to reason with my ting
got my brother on the wing
everyday i chat to t
he’s just wishing he was free
said he misses getting p
tryna rap out of the t
but the lizzy won’t agree
when i step a n+ggas clean
now i lock of my machine
little m will cause a scene
double barrel with the beam
buss my n+gga tho he’s mean
i ain’t doing any lean
getting money from my team
pulling up in amg’s
n+ggas wishing i was broke
had that n+gga on the ropes
made a k!lling of this dope
tryna keep my sh+t afloat
feds f+cking in my grind
flying birds like i’m a swine
that’s my brother not my slime
i ain’t wasting any tile
eight racks and that’s in fives
i can’t step without my knife
used to do this on my tife
nowadays i get it fast
n+ggas living in the past
4 zinos with a half
louis hat to match the scarf
i ain’t even had a bath

n+ggas tryna get the best of zee
and i can’t let it get to me
my brother told me get this p
i gave my boy the recipe
all he knows is peb and fiends
bagging up on press machines
exactly what it’s meant to be
i started with a zed of each
+2

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