Z3L - Kill It

Why you tripping
I be chilling
In my bag
Out my feelings
All my friends fake
No more real ones
Bend it over
Imma kill it
Why you tripping
I be chilling
In my bag
Out my feelings
All my friends fake
No more real ones
Bend it over
Imma kill it
You used to ignore me when I would try to call you
Now you hit my phone, I hear it ring, turn down the volume
Don't think that I blame you, cause I know it's my fault too
You didn't love the real me, I can't put that on you
You wanted the nice house, you didn't wanna live with me
You wanted the nights out, you didn't wanna chill with me
It's cool, I'm alright now, you ain't gotta deal with me
All you did was waste time, should've kept it real with me
Fuck you, if you changed up, you could've counted bills with me
Love for all my niggas that put work in on that field with me
Took a couple losses, nothing major so I'm still winning
Found out some are loyal, or just tryna get a meal ticket
Why you tripping
I be chilling
In my bag
Out my feelings
All my friends fake
No more real ones
Bend it over
Imma kill it
Why you tripping
I be chilling
In my bag
Out my feelings
All my friends fake
No more real ones
Bend it over
Imma kill it
Gon head drop it low for me
Yeah, touch toes for me
Usually you not in the streets
But you a hoe for me
Who's your friend? She noticed me
I'm thinking hopefully
Both y'all coming home with me
Roll up, get stoned with me
Top me till I go to sleep
Wake up feeling great, yeah
Don't care what you heard bout me
Just stay up out the way, yeah
How you ask for war with us, when you talk to the jakes? Yeah
You tryna build a case, get the fuck up out my face yeah
Pockets looking better, circle tight, we going up now
No more pouring juice, Henny/Remy in my cup now
Boogie hit my phone the other day, wait till he touch down
Everyone switched up so I don't know who I can trust now
Why you tripping
I be chilling
In my bag
Out my feelings
All my friends fake
No more real ones
Bend it over
Imma kill it
Why you tripping
I be chilling
In my bag
Out my feelings
All my friends fake
No more real ones
Bend it over
Imma kill it

Written by:
Denzel Acha

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