Zillow lyrics
by Herb4K
[Intro]
(We living lavish, n*gga)
[Verse]
Huh, if I sign me a deal then I'm headed to Zillow
And I don't f*ck with the media much 'cause they sleep on the kid like a pillow (Kid like a pillow, woah)
Huh, tell me, baby, what’s ya info? (Uh)
Girl I’m really tryna f*ck, put your face down, got you tappin' windows (Ooh)
I was poppin' percs in the school, had the f*ckin' teacher thinkin' they was Mentos
In LA with my f*cking brothers, n*gga, we was high speedin' in a rental
Telling me that you want me, baby
Huh, said, "I'm tryna touch the sky when it's just you and me" (Woah)
Say I'm the one you grab when you fallin' asleep (Fallin' asleep)
I had to earn my stripes in love, I feel just like a Bee (Woah)
She a bad b*tch, she got facе tat's, she gon' ride up on it
And I feel like Banе the way that I break backs, she gon' know I want her
Huh, a fan actin' like my son, damn, I really hate my child
Huh, Bree hit my f*ckin' phone, I ain't talk to her in a while
I was down bad with no Dutch, put the weed in the Black & Mild
Huh, chillin' with my n*gga Marcy, yeah, we smokin' on this f*cking loud
Can't wait 'til I stand on my money, said, "f*ck it," and dive in the pile
Huh, I wonder how much f*cking money could go and just make my momma proud (Proud)
Yeah, tell me ma', where did you hear that?
My dreams, why you had to kill that?
You don’t give a f*ck, you don't feel that
And you always wonder why I'm tryna go and get high, where the hill at? (Get high)
I'm just tryna clear my mind of the damn madness (of the damn madness)
Dark clouds and rain drops, my hearts filled with sadness (Sadness)
I was really f*cked up before, but I really hate talkin' 'bout the past-tense (Ayy)
[Refrain]
Uh, yeah, tell me ma', where did you hear that?
My dreams, why you had to kill that?
You don’t give a f*ck, you don't feel that
And you always wonder why I'm tryna go and get high, where the hill at?
I'm just tryna clear my mind of the damn madness
Dark clouds and rain drops, my heart filled with sadness
(I was really f*cked up before, but I really hate talkin' 'bout the past-tense)