Serious

[Verse 1: ZelooperZ] Relocate, duplicate, multiply, now they owe me one I cut these niggas' thumbs off, re sold they nubs Get to ass clappin' like a loaded gun She blew her brains out, now it got him startin' the song She like the sand and the sun, tan marks and thong I make her beg on her knees, she learned right from wrong I ain't wanna turn the windshield wipers on But the pain went through, helped me write the song [Verse 2: Quadie Diesel] Boxin' in amero, I get shadows in my chest I came up off nothin' left, I pick my brain, I found the best I know the greens was hard to press, I God I mean and caught my breath and copped a thousand Then a thousand, 'nother thousand Five thousand And then my man had did some snake shit, boy, I really respect it I would've gave it to you, you just had to give me a second But I forgive for the record, you know I give 'til I'm nothin' These days I'm feelin' more selfish so I be givin' out Vibes that I don't feel Give a fuck about who will kill, won't kill Still gettin' drunk still Still do it for the niggas who pump pills and love drills Still for niggas who gettin' money with tough skills Cheesin' like bust grills [Verse 3: ZelooperZ] It's 2:30 at the bus stop but the sun out He hung out for the cash route, instilled in him young boys Talkin' like he got his lungs out The pie wasn't good and that bitch gettin' shut down You ain't got no weed, hit the popo, tell you stomp it out Pull inside the crib, I'm in the front yard on my bed like trapper lean Pull out drugs forget and then to me [?] fuck up all degrees [Verse 4: Quadie Diesel] Say he wanna smoke, I got more fiend and I got dope That's two different dopers, [?], no coke, you lost, dumb nigga had woke Every time I spoke, I don't talk broke, I'ma keep comin' back like a Facebook post [?] out, nigga, I ain't never needed Scope [?], AR with the scope Politic right now, AR with the scope So you niggas can't feel me 'cause your arms like a ghost Bust down out of town, most y'all to the moon Don't [?] fettucine parmesan with the toast [Verse 5: ZelooperZ] I've been poppin' for second, your money money my messy ho That's [?], go grab some haters and let it blow I see some fiends hittin' needious, I store pain, it's immediate Hell serious, play serious