Shelly D - My Zone

I been in my zone
I'm feeling like Jordan
On the road to riches if u wondering where I'm going
Brought my team wit me
We speeding in different Porches, horses
Who going give a ticket to Jeff Gordon
I be wit my brudda, I'm feeling like Jeff Hardy
We just tryna ball, and Sliim GoodE's Charles Barkley
Demons from my past coming back
They tryna haunt me
Hit my dougie, shake em off me
Then continue yelling Wall Street
I'm here for a good time, not a long time
So let's party
I like good woman, wit a lil bad in em
I don't see no harm in it
I'm focused man
Check the mirror, see a star in it
Know your worth or don't even charge 'em
And bitch I came too far to bargain, I ain't arguing
You can't get me outta my zone
You can't get me, you can't get me outta my zone
You can't get me, you can't get me outta my zone
You can't get me, you can't get me outta my zone
Can't stop me bitch, I'm already gone
I been zero'd in on all I got going on
If yo girl is bad u bet not leave her alone wit me
No time for games, I played wit y'all for too long really
Feel like one of them ball players
They all hate
But I'm in tune wit my star player
Feel like the Lebron Lakers
Most hated but still the crowd's favorite
They can't take it, the world's greatest
Doing it for the ones that never made it
Go hard, born to shine, I'm a rockstar
Got style, more drive than a sports car
At the telly wit yo bitch, that girl a hornball
Please do not disturb, she put it right there on the door knob
The time is mine, I wouldn't lie
Already foresaw it
You had the game on lock
I came to unpause it
They wasn't letting us in
We had to bombard it
And bogart shit
Now I been goin harder and harder and
You can't get me outta my zone
You can't get me, you can't get me outta my zone
You can't get me, you can't get me outta my zone
You can't get me, you can't get me outta my zone
Can't stop me bitch, I'm already gone
I been zero'd in on all I got going on
If yo girl is bad u bet not leave her alone wit me
No time for games, I played wit y'all for too long really
You'll never see me with my handout
I got the plan, watch how it pan out
I'm in my bag and out that glass house
Homie do yo thing
Ima do me
Everything else is in the past now
No time for beefing, only cash cows
So if it ain't bout money please don't hit me up
I need that house up on the hill
And that new Bentley truck
Don't believe in luck
It's all a test to me
I'll never let a hater get the best of me
You fuck niggas can't even stand next to me
Lately, The Lord been blessing me
And I can see what's best for me
I just wanna eat and give all my people the recipe
Yea that's my old bay
Bet I still can get her wetter than the Chesapeake
But I been in my zone, go get in yo own
Please don't mess wit me
You can't get me outta my zone
You can't get me, you can't get me outta my zone
You can't get me, you can't get me outta my zone
You can't get me, you can't get me outta my zone
Can't stop me bitch, I'm already gone
I been zero'd in on all I got going on
If yo girl is bad u bet not leave her alone wit me
No time for games, I played wit y'all for too long really

Written by:
Michelle Armstrong, S. D.

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