ZOOTED - Own Dome

At the same time in my sad life
At the same time but I'm alive
I see my bros, I see my hoes
You see how I'm quick to decide
You know, how we fly

You know how I'm ballin' but we fallin
From grace I dismiss, from grace I insist
I wanna see my missy

Shoot my shot like i'm Messi
You talkin' football, I'm talkin' hoes
Might start sellin' dope like I'm Quincy Promes
Felt like I am on my own, down, wrong
Get off my head, this is my own home

We came in quick, we came in ready
These roads never cross, it might just stop a burn
Fly high like a bird and leaving you then out on the dirt

Lurkin' through the night, hookin' up to you polite
Actin' dumb, this excite me, she tellin' me she feisty
But when the night falls, I get shy, see you right B
I keep a Glock and I press repeat it

Then rehearse the hearing kinky rap
Now they want me to go spit a verse
Earning all the pesos, man, I'm tryna grind for wealth
Know this shit, it isn't easy

Lonely hoes, they act me freaky
But my nine is right beside me
We got the night duty
If we ever getting cold, we making sure this night's not shooty

Bullet roll my clique
And this shit just don't feel real
She tell me when she see me, she wanna fuck
I got sex appeal

You know how I'm ballin' but we fallin
From grace I dismiss, from grace I insist
I wanna see my missy
Shoot my shot like I'm Messi

We talkin' football, I'm talking hoes
Might start selling dope like I'm Quincy Promes
Feel like I am on my own dome
Bro, get off my head, this is my own home

Never faking streams, I keep it real, I keep it on the low though
When she wanna touch my dope though
Grabbing on my pump and then I put my feelings in the cup
Shit is so fucked up, I know my money ain't so clean

But I'm fresh, new on the scene
She swallow when I pour my beans
Change the color of my cream
Yeah, this shit is a machine

She told me I'm so mean, yeah, she told me I'm a fiend
Now why she keep complaining
Cause I fuck and then I leave
An op told me he saw me but he left me on the scene

Them, they make me mad
But, bitch, I'm still so glad
That two shots made him blind from this planet
And tonight, I still wear my gadget

This shit is still my own dome
Keeped up in your own home
At the end, love still
Made me feel like I'm alone

Zooty gone
Zooty gone

Written by:
Adil El Geyouzi, Kieron Bonello

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