Here With Me Zero (Rapper) (Ft. Dylan Reese)
"Here With Me" by Zero (Rapper) featuring Dylan Reese is a #HipHop track from 2021. The song explores themes of love, longing, and the desire for connection amidst life's challenges. Its melodic hooks and introspective lyrics emphasize emotional vulnerability. The collaboration adds depth, resonating with listeners seeking authenticity.
[Hook: Dylan Reese]
Girl, I fucked up by the minute
But I need to know if you're with it
There ain't no games, games, games from here on out
You been by my side since beginnings
But now that you see that I'm winning
There ain't no way, way, way this gonna bring me down
I need to know
If you'll be here, be here with me
And I need to know
If you'll be here, be here with me
[Verse 1: Zero]
Am I everything you thought I'd be?
I figured not when I saw you leave
All the bullshit I dealt with, it's all your fault
It's fucked up, bitch, I would have got down on my knees
Now these fucking inconsiderate bitches that I've been dealing with
It's funny how somebody's all you got when you've been feeling it
Bitch, you were my everything, I'm not trying to get into it
A slut will be a slut, when I think about it I'm sick as shit
Life's fast, it will change you quick, change your script
Come back around and make you bitch, it's dangerous
My whole life I've been faced with shit
Like am I going to be nobody or go make this shit?
The flow's dope, I've been harder at it
Yeah, I'm problematic
Couple pairs of Jordan's and a starter jacket
A harder passion with this rapping, I know it's hard to match it
The heart-attacking, bar assassin
I've been the best and bitch, I've hardly practiced
There's a lot of controversy in my mind
You could put one of your verses up to mine
I guarantee they'll laugh and say the shit that you're spitting just isn't mine
I've been gifted with the writtens, you've been bitching all the time
What's that?
I make a call and get a run back
All up in this chick, the same place you keep a gun at
Trying to get these memories, a waste, I hear them suck at
I used to love you, baby, but, baby, I'm yelling fuck that
Cause I've been too real
I'm from the 90's, I feel like fucking opera's ill
Wrist game that swings, kind of [?] game
Pussy rappers bitch, man
Man, ain't shit changed?
How it feel (x3)
You're double my age but I know that you're half as real so
Y'all can tell and come and get me
I don't care what you think, my favorite rappers fuck with me
Fuck y'all
Girl, I fucked up by the minute
But I need to know if you're with it
There ain't no games, games, games from here on out
You been by my side since beginnings
But now that you see that I'm winning
There ain't no way, way, way this gonna bring me down
I need to know
If you'll be here, be here with me
And I need to know
If you'll be here, be here with me
[Verse 1: Zero]
Am I everything you thought I'd be?
I figured not when I saw you leave
All the bullshit I dealt with, it's all your fault
It's fucked up, bitch, I would have got down on my knees
Now these fucking inconsiderate bitches that I've been dealing with
It's funny how somebody's all you got when you've been feeling it
Bitch, you were my everything, I'm not trying to get into it
A slut will be a slut, when I think about it I'm sick as shit
Life's fast, it will change you quick, change your script
Come back around and make you bitch, it's dangerous
My whole life I've been faced with shit
Like am I going to be nobody or go make this shit?
The flow's dope, I've been harder at it
Yeah, I'm problematic
Couple pairs of Jordan's and a starter jacket
A harder passion with this rapping, I know it's hard to match it
The heart-attacking, bar assassin
I've been the best and bitch, I've hardly practiced
There's a lot of controversy in my mind
You could put one of your verses up to mine
I guarantee they'll laugh and say the shit that you're spitting just isn't mine
I've been gifted with the writtens, you've been bitching all the time
What's that?
I make a call and get a run back
All up in this chick, the same place you keep a gun at
Trying to get these memories, a waste, I hear them suck at
I used to love you, baby, but, baby, I'm yelling fuck that
Cause I've been too real
I'm from the 90's, I feel like fucking opera's ill
Wrist game that swings, kind of [?] game
Pussy rappers bitch, man
Man, ain't shit changed?
How it feel (x3)
You're double my age but I know that you're half as real so
Y'all can tell and come and get me
I don't care what you think, my favorite rappers fuck with me
Fuck y'all
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