93

[Verse]
Ball like MJ up in 93, take my niggas to the top of me
Yo bitch she weak, she can't get top from me
Kick that little bitch off my property
Yeah my heart cold like a low degree
Had to tell myself that it wasn't me, mama single parent, know she proud of me
Doing shit ain't know I had in me
Sit back and observe, just watch who you trust
Women won't love, but they gettin' lust
Niggas pick 'em up and send them on the bus
Sippin' on red, I don't fuck with tugs
Can't fuck with a bitch, she be too dramatic
They say I just I got it, I been had it
I ain't rap for no reason, this shit just happened
Popped them now they shocked like it's fucking matches
They said it's my time
I told me get on my grind, so I got on my grind
My bitches like bitches, she fine
Stack up my chips til I'm rich
It's the truth, I ain't lying
[?] this world is mine
But I'm way smart to not look back and protect my spine
I promise the game we gon' shine
Ain't shit in these streets, but police and some crips on the nine
Feel the beat, yeah I'm high as hell
I'm Zachary and Screech like saved by the bell
You cuffing that bitch, man you dumb as hell
These bitches ain't shit, but a fucking nail
Just started to rap, you couldn't tell
I'm tryna get rich so my family well
Cause break it down, wear it on a scale
Wrap it up, ship it like postal mail

[Outro]
I told y'all
I'm coming in the game
And I'm finna fuck it up
I'm just getting started though
Let's get it