Zay Mamon - 12 AM in Auburn

Feelin fresh
Like new clothes
Keep it one double O
Yeah he trouble
And the city that I'm from already know
What I'm comin wit
Well equipped
Icy hot
Coldest summer Shit
Freezer burn the hate up out ya soul
On some excorcist

Treat this rap shit like I'm down
Full court press in it
Just a product of my town
That I'm invested in

We critical of our own
That's quality control
And if you do not pass then you should prolly quit this biz

People that I used to hold close
Feelin dissonance
Asking me for shit when they ain't got a pot to piss up in
Movin tracks like I could've been in logistics
Swinging for the fences
It's inevitable that I get a hit

She snap chattin like she ain't Neva got the dick
I be doin the pussy a disservice not to service it
So hit my line baby girl when you in need of it
But I'm chasin all my goals on my renaldo shit

I keep my head down
And my lyrics up
Hold my city down
And My spirit up
Only thing I really fear is given up
Keep it pushin like a sumo
Prince of the SODO
That's information that you know

Only thing Im curing in my city's all the bluffin
Ima star y'all role players like Iman Shumpert
I get play like that sideways triangle button
Im here all day like a
Comedian the crowd lovin

I see the future like a medium wit a low budget
Im bouda live large like the sims
And you can't tell me nothin
Like Demarcus I do this shit yea for all my cousins
I think I need a double for the way that ima stunt man

Written by:
Billy Mamon

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