OKAY 2*

Summer '24, I'm single as a dollar bill Handsome and wealthy, can't forget the fact a nigha real

Why you got the best rap hits on zona ?

'Cause I'm the best still

A girlnever catch me slippin', yeah, banana peel

Ever lost a real one, you dropped the ball, baby

Young Jalen Brown, yeah, I'm 'bout to ball, baby

I was chillin' in the crib when Coach made the call

You takin' off this year? I said,

"Nigha, no"

All I'm hearin' 'bout is non rapin nighas.

I Been on fire for a year, bitch, I stay hot

Who you nighas playin' with?, I beat the red

Millionaire back then, that's on Shawty

Redd

Thought that I was over, I'm like,

"Окау"

Mama lookin' down on the boy, she like, "Go, E"

Used to have be a low class rapper now I’m more than okay, y’all been on here for only a couple months and still okay, I’m the king of rap.

I'm Zona’s king of rap, nighas be rappin' okay

He think that she fuckin' with me, is this nigha okay?

She said she ain't fuckin' 'round, I look at her like, "Okay"

I used to be down bad, but now a nigha okay

I'm Zona’s king of rap, nighas be rappin' okay

He think that he fuckin' with me, is this nigha okay?

She said she ain't fuckin' 'round, | look at her like, "Okay"

I used to be down bad, but now a nigha okay

Look, nighas wack, when the vamp is back, they taking place again (Ooh)

Nighas sick, nighas got germs, I cannot play with them

The king of rap, I'm back outside, I'm in they face again

They online, they talking crazy, nurse, They escaped again (Ah)

Ooh, they ain't tell you you look busted, baby, they some bad friends I could pop up in the hood because I'm really tapped in

Whole career is downhill like the slopes in Aspen

Those numbers ain't addin' up, I mean, the math ain't mathin'

You must be out your mind, or you must be high

Fucking with the blueprint

Nowhere near shy, see I make you cry

The way I rock you to sleep like a lullaby

Oh yeah, and by the way (That's right), you got one more day (C'mon) Or you got to pay, you got something to say?

Yeah, bring it on bitch, you ain't strong bitch

Thought you'd be around long?

Wrong bitch!

Fresh out the hiatus building

To Bentley Coupes with the convertible ceilings

It's the black vamp, call me Elijah Sentina

I done been through it all, shootouts and fistfights

Brooklyn nigha, you go wrong I get right

Back with a classic, now gimme six mics

Can't reach me on the phone, then send a nigha a kite

Man I do's it in designer boots or a pair of crisp

Nikes

Now a party ain't a party 'til the king come through

You know where I go, man the team come too

Pull up in the Phantom or the V-1-2

Elijah’s that boy, even got his own shoe

Rose from the ghetto it was hard from the get go

Then I showed the hood the world ain't just made for rich folk

Get'cha little dance up, BK stand up Straight to the dancefloor, everybody hands up

Throw it up, get down, fellas hold your pants up

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