Zeddy east – Stay lit
Genre Rap

LYRIC
Stay lit

Zeddy

Chorus

They ain’t seeing my vision, ain’t seeing my plan but i stayed on the same shit

Life on the ends either dead or in jail i’m like fuck the same shit

And if he with Zeddy i promise that’s gang same niggas i came with

When i run up a cheque ama sort out my image but ima promise i’ll stay lit
And if the money change me then that shit for the better

If i got enough to cop me a bussy, enough for beretta

Lil nigga better keep your dick in your pants fuck around get set up

And mama put drive all up in my vеins how the fuck can i let up? nigga i can't

verse

It’s not possible

See mysеlf failing that shit is improbable

Never been dumb you know Zeddy stayed logical

I heal pain with flavours, that way all my problems are tropical

Humble as fuck but i’m so diabolical

Not tryna kick it today lil bitch vámonos

Loving it here cause i showed her some dominance

I love a fat ass and a lil bit of confidence
Can’t chat for my sides when it comes to trap all my niggas is killing it

You know gang flip zeds see dividends

And you ain’t calling me Zedz i’m Zeddy i’m different now

It was pedal bikes trips bro’s stigging it now

In the stu with a spliff waiting for the breakdown

Ass too fat she must be from Capetown, serious

And i’m high as a bitch never not in the right mind

My bro put in a shift

Caught that bitch at the right time

In love with my pole she ain’t calling your pipeline

Cats ringing bizz hotline, like i need that

Gang where yo bitch? i ain’t seen her

She love a skinny nigga fat belly like ninna
Summer time flizz nigga come see teaser

Two opps thots and i ain’t fucking with neither

I ain’t fuckin with either

I only want slops lil bitch you’re a mither

Ain’t tryna hit chapman i’m sending her ryder

He tryna be funny nigga think he Rob Schneider

Slimzz got a knockout was feeling like Wilder

L on my chin i can’t lie dat was minor

Lra turn up, can’t lie i was hyper

I can’t lie, i was burst

And my Bizzy evil twin yh

I can’t lie bro’s worse

Can’t lie i was burst

Go on put in reverse

Throwing it back got me clutching my shirt

Shits crazy

Chorus

They ain’t seeing my vision, ain’t seeing my planbut i stayed on the same shit

Life on the ends either dead or in jail i’m like fuck the same shit

And if he with Zeddy i promise that’s gang same niggas i came with

When i run up a cheque ama sort out my image but ima promise i’ll stay lit

And if the money change me then that shit for the better

If i got enough to cop me a bussy, enough for beretta

Lil nigga better keep your dick in your pants fuck around get set up

And mama put drive all up in my veins how the fuckk can i let up? Nigga i can't

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