Subzero

Zachary Mitchell

2023 Is my year
My new year's resolution
Is grinding somebodies gears
My extendo reach out
It might grab you
Family cropping you outa the last photo album
Hoping Chris gonna see me pull my fucking cringle
I'm driving the boat
And I don't have no time to deal with Scrooge
Like this ain't no Noah's ark
Who the hell are you
I just be shining
My flawless diamonds fucking see through
But right now
The temperature in Maine be subzero
So I'm gonna hop in the PJ and fly to Cancun
Coon coon
I ain't talking raccoon
Made it out the rack
But I'm not saving you
Gotta work your ass off
If you wanna make it too
Lotta hate gon make you weak
And frankly you don't have the nuts to pull through
I really don't fuck with you
Alright let's take it from the top now
Out the hood I really graduated
And I still remember people that told me I wouldn't make it
But the Z be calling shots
And when to take it
This ain't Call of Duty
Life don't come back when I take it
I made it out of Maine
This place will trap you if you let it
But I had a schedule
And the money my assistant
Told me to quit shooting and dunking
And start spending
Spending spending
Come on spend it
Man I don't waste no time
On things I heard through the grapevine
All the time you people spend
Watching someone else's life
That shit baffling
Think I need a napkin
Gotta stop my tears
My eyes running cuz I'm laughing
Hold on, chill
I'm sipping on my dirty sprite
My family told me chill out
Man I told them Chill Bill
Then I made it rain
Ain't no ones
Only blue strips
Better be crisp or I ain't copping that shit
They say I really won
I ain't gon stop until I'm done
I've accended past the fucking flooky shit
Spit strait talent at the mic
Gonna clean it when I'm done with it
Did it on my own
I ain't needed no school for shit
How the fuck you know that?
I know that
Cuz I'm enrolled in it
I'm looking at cuz
Like when this bar supposed to hit?
He be talking like this shit was gas
But I ain't feeling it
Couple hours later
I feel woozy
Like I gotta sit
Then I start to spit for real
Cuz my mind speeding
Racing shit
Then I start to writing
Its new years and parties happening
I don't give a fuck
Gotta see myself on the greatest hits
Then I wrote this shit in thirty minutes
Off the X that's it
All these people
Banging Cs and banging Bs
What about Z?
When I come up out the slums
You better be naming that shit
Right after me
You best believe

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