The Crown lyrics

by

Z-Ro


They keep on knocking on the do' homie, my phone keep on ringing
You're so good they don't care if they p*ss me off, they keep on banging
So much codeine in this b*tch, might as well keep on dranking
No matter how many times I spray, the hallway gon' keep on stanking
At 5-50 a bag, I get one of them like everyday
Fresh pair of 87's 280 bricks, and a V-neck everyday
When you with Z-Ro it ain't no stealing, we divide what we get everyday
I'm talking like 4 to 5 to 6 digits, I'm trying to see that everyday
Them alphabet boys, know how much I paid to get this thang off the lot
They always talking bout backpacking, gotta keep prestigious whips off the block
Y'all stepping n the work like hopscotch, then got the nerve to let it cost a lot
I ball all that and trash it and I sell my sh*t, now what you call boss or not

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Every other head, is wearing the crown
Same thing that builds me up, is tearing me down
I another tax bracket, wearing a frown
Chasing money all the time, barely around
I'm just a hustler (yeah), I'm just a hustler (yeah)
I'm just a hustler (yeah), I'm just a hustler serving my customers
Serving my customers (yeah), serving my customers (yeah)
Serving my customers (yeah)

In the rain the sleet or the snow homie, I can go anywhere and get do' homie
I'm a real go getter, one thing you'll never hear is I ain't got no mo' homie
800 for the 28, or 6-50 for a twenty
I can get you whatever you need, if you can afford that many
I'm going fed up in this b*tch, ain't no mo' rock for rock
Whenever I ride up in a new ride, haters be like this sh*t got's to stop
Who you what they talking about me, and I ain't the person that got them blocks
Ol' bout day one ass n*gga, you the main reason the block been hot
Try to catch me red handed with the circles on me, investigate me for murder homie
Gotta be a real n*gga times fo' and a whole lot mo', to be in my circle homie
I blew all of this right here right now, cause I ain't bring it all with me
If she's ugly she needs to leave, if she's bad then she can roll with me
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I gotta pay a couple leases, and a couple of mortgages
Buying cars, like I'm in the drive-thru ordering
Look mean in public, they like one day if we should bother him
All the b*tches look good, look like I'm sleeping with all of them
Patton leather shell toes, leather not pleather b*tch
Y'all n*ggas balling for the moment, I am forever rich
Even when I'm not trying to get a b*tch, I'ma get a b*tch
Dirty clean clothing, me and Nique I held it every stitch
I'll sell water, to a drowning man
I am that much of a hustler, personal with my customers
Ask Bubba ask Frenchie, ask Lin
So much money in this sh*t, you better get your ass in

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