O'mighty Zeus - Shockwave

50K for the coat, how you paying but you broke
Niggas is jokes, I fucked ya dame on the boat, this ain't a game for the G.O.A.T
I land on the coast like a private island, nigga, I hope that I die a giant
They just can't define it how they idolize 'em, defying the odds that surround about him
And fuck the horizon, we in space, big watch with the big face
When ya shit drop, I'll be interstate, got this big glock, if they wanna hate
If you kick rocks on my new estate, she'll be eating my cock on a dinner plate
If you claim that you hot, why you in the lake, yea, you'll get shot if you think it's safe
And niggas ain't spitters, I will shank you in ya liver, they be hating we get bigger
Niggas stink like the river, I aim with a trigger, and ya dame call me mister
So I just fist her, I don't smash, fuck ya sister in her own bath
If this was winter, it be cold facts, and I'm not a sprinter, but I go fast
You don't get bags, you a trash can, you ain't talking cash, here's a gat, man
Still, it's middle fingers to the half-man and we still in the field like those Afghans
These cats can't step to a G and how I dress is to a tee
Yea, you can stretch, you ain't moving me, when you get a check, you was due a fee
Usually, I'm wit two or three, bitches with the icy jewelry
And who is you. you ain't fooling me, I ain't giving you shit, what you do for me
Told you pricks I spit fluently, got a loaded clip in my Truiee jeans
I ran through ya queen, pussy super clean
They ain't too esteemed, so they blowing steam
'Cuz I'm too supreme, getting to this cream
GG is the team, business what we mean
They say that they got it, that's in ya dreams
If you shooting to plot, you might need a beam
You niggas is cops in a movie scene, but y'all need to stop with the foolery
'Cuz they is not what they truly be, so they gonna rot where they doo-doo be
And nah I'm not laughing, nigga, I'm not fond of ya actions
Got a James Bond type of reaction
Surprised that I'm crafting? Nigga, I happen to do this shit while I'm napping
My rhyming is tragic, while I just got it, you had it
Dropping the top like the attic
Drop from the top like subtraction
She dropping her top while I smash it, if I got a lot, it's a habit
You is not stopping a savage, I clock-in for cabbage, all these dollars that I'm grabbing
My glock is sporadic, or obviously automatic, they still tryna see how I mastered this
All of these raps is classics, they just be chatting, I am now what you have been
And I look at this rap shit, simple mathematics, adding niggas to the trash bin
ZEUS

Written by:
Amazi Browning

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