Frontlines ft. T Clipse, Arkh Zeus & Asani Lyrics

Yeah, whatever it takes

We shining stars so cover your eyes like I'm blasting with mace

Get back in your place

Put some respect on the Zen or you risk getting smacked in your face

Laugh to the bank grabbing the cake

Gripping the grain I'm scratching the paint

A blick ain't enough coming back with a tank

Stay with the gang cause niggas be fake

I told them my plans they laughed in my face

I'm crushing the cans I'm kicking the plates

Only one eating is Clipse get off my dick

Ain't no motion they running in place

Come on the track commit arson

Then I'm ducking the case

No I ain't talking bout cars when Ima turn to a wraith

Turn off the lights can't see the snakes

Turn on my mic I turn them to dank

Look at the board I'm upping my rank

Look at my deck playing the ace

Turn off the lights can't see the snakes

Turn on my mic I turn them to dank

Look at the board upping my rank

I'm getting bored pressing the brakes uh

Lord knows how they talk about me

Death is in the water and it seems like demons walk around me

I don't give a fuck tell the enemy be cautious around me

Ima hunt them down like I caught the bounty Clipse

Nigga, go hunt him

Right behind you to make sure you don't fumble

To get where we're at was a whole struggle

And we ain't losin' that a foe, nuh-uh

Ain't stressin' to battle, I'm always addressin' the matter

'Cause niggas be pressed when they chatter

Stretchin' the ladder, ready to ascend with the Zen

Ain't no restin' 'til everyone's platter is full

I am not above slappin' a fool

Niggas mad 'cause their glass isn't full

Don't make me laugh, nigga pack it up

Dip from the battlefronts

You're just an average dude

I'm gifted, gave myself the presence

Fuck Christmas, might rob you for presents

Came from the trenches, the projects my section

Stay in my district, the opps be too hectic

If they spin, I might cop me a weapon

But I'm not a killer

So don't charge, I'ma have to debt collect with triggers

Protectin' my interests and everyone in the division

Hol' up

Fuck your opinion if you haven't been where I've been in

You had to have lived it

'Cause if you did, then you'd be clipped and still sinkin'

In every sin you committed

I cleansed up my spirit and swam with the fishes

And dove with the sharks

Now I'm revered for composing my art

I show no more fear when I roam in the dark

All these shadows are my past foes

And I'm already past those

I'll make you all wine in my water

Hey, Zeus is that dope

No explanation needed, I'm just tryna rap bro

I'm just tryna rap bro

Yeah, this an ode to broken street lights

If I don't kill the cow

How could I promise we gone eat right?

Tossin' turnin' each night

Debating if we'll reach heights

Comparable to parables, them Zen niggas gone keep fighting

And if we stop, then that means that the battles won

Can't take the loss then lil nigga go and grab a gun

But aim correct cuz it's your neck if you shoot and miss

Lootin' with the Zen

Was in the Den

Then took a trip

Can't divide the division

Been prepping and building

A war of attrition

We'll win when it's finished

Sole competition

The niggas I been with

Hope that you hoe niggas

Know you ain't kidding

A nigga like me

Seen some of my family on a white tee

So I'm wearing my heart on my sleeve

And y'all left us early I pray you at peace

Now I been eating for three

Jack, G, and me nigga

Gone get us on a tv screen nigga

Said I'm to the top and the team with us

Boy that's a fact

Always scared that I'm lack

Angels is watching my back

So now I'm on go

Can't take Sunny for a hoe

Bet it on black and I roll