Boing Boing - Cheat Codes, The Seige

Z-E-R-O-S, that’s right

I pay way too much for my flights

I pay way too much on my clothes

I’m just too damn cool for these hoes

Someone please just hand me my phone

So I can get back into my zone

Everyone just leave me alone

I’m just way too lit for this

All I ever wanted was a handful of 100's

All I ever needed was a girl who could see the

Gold on my neck, boy, I ain’t tryna flex

But I’m shinin' so hard, even blind people see it

Steppin' out the wagon, it’s 200 thousand

Bright red paint, got it lookin' like a dragon

That’s what you get from a hard day of trappin'

I’m lit, man, it’s all just flashin'

Don’t that shit sound familiar?

Lame-ass rhymes these rap dudes deliver

Can’t trust y’all, I stay live, familiar, knock down walls

Nigga, break down the pillars, hands to the ceiling

Hands in the air, spread that wealth, throw them bands everywhere

Material shittin' on royalty

Suck this dick, baby, I’ma shoot gold in your hair

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Welcome to the land of the greed

Welcome to the home of the slave

Run up in your house while you sleep

What’s the number to the muhfuckin' safe?

Niggas goin' from the cradle to the grave

You done fucked around and stumbled in the cave

'Bout to go Django unchained

Girls do anything to get backstage

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Money ain’t everything, but Pops taught me how to stack green up

Black King Tut

High school friends selling drugs out the same house where I grew up

That’s how you really give back to your community

I don’t settle for less than getting what I need

I know people that’s locked up for only using weed

How did Hilary Clinton get immunity, huh?

Hahaha, I don’t know why that’s funny

Everyday is Halloween, huh?

Michael Myers, Jamie Lee, huh?

Freddie Kruger in your dreams, huh?

Load up clips and make a scene, huh?

They puttin' lies on the screen, black and gold everything

We going crazy, we jump around like marines

We rage against the machine, nigga, we the kings

You ready?

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