Hookx2
A2Z boy, we hold it down
We the kings boy, we got the crown
Runnin these streets, blowing it by the ounce
If you never smoked an L to a song, then smoke now

Verse 1:
Yeah, im dippin on my four wheels
Skateboard mo skills, get high pop pills
A2Z we ain’t new to the streets
Better get out the kitchen cause we bringing the heat
Merkem on the spot dont let the enemy speak
Let ya guard down and end up with a whole in your cheek
But Mikey moved away from the block
Im in the area where all they worry about is the gwat
But all i worried about is rapping so im never gonna stop
When i spit its like Glocks popping off of your spot
Now i gotta reload
Purples what the nigga smoke
Keep it rolled for me cause the chumps tryna get choked
Alphabet flow, 26 deep
A2Z niggas gotta keep it G
If you stakin and ill rob you for a buck 3
Little white nigga, but dont fuck with me
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Verse 2:
Damn, i gotta say the truth
I rap to clear my mind when i get in the booth
Cause my lifes mixed up got me thinking what the fuck
Gotta be like micheal vick in this world to pups
Showem whose boss, rick ross fuck what it cost
Dont matter to me, cause everything is what a fucking lost
A2Z flow, we put on a great show
Thats what i know this is what a nigga made for
A2Z we gotta do it real now
Bitches bow down and these niggas look like clows
When the come around they talk big saying they push it by the pound
When they in they town but we all know nigga thats not the case
Talk real and the boy gettin shot in the face
Eyes wide shot like a nigga sprayin with mace
But honestly im kinda pissed cause we got what it takes
And ain’t shit happen im in the magic i was tapped in
Sip gin and get fucked till a nigga head spins circles
Everything is purple
And on my new flow cause all this shit is worse, yo
Lifes movin fast just like my shit is fed up
I need some mental Viagra to keep my fucking head up
But im good bro, yeah im good hoe
Stop asking whats wrong my niggas fed up