Artist Zilla (Ft. 23 Unofficial)

{Intro - Zilla}
Yeah
Ehhh
It's [?] on the drop

{Pre-chorus - Zilla}
Dis for the yungens who had dreams but they turned to the streets
Coulda ran trap but now they're busy servin' the fiends
[?] could signed a deal if it was only for me
If my brothers ain't winnin', how can I feel complete?

{Chorus - Zilla}
Yeah man like swear I had to change up
I did that shit so I could get my change up
And nowadays all I see is fake love
It's all over their face just like some makeup
No it's not about, you can get it the fastest
I told my bros "go make this money lastin'"
We should be laughin', callin' off with menages
Instead of prayin' that we beat all our charges
And now I'm bossed I'd rather go put the graft in
Need it the most and so I'm goin' the hardest
Mum, I'm changin', man I promise
From a hustler to an artist, oooh

{Verse 1 - Zilla}
And I've committed sin, pray God watch over me
The jakes just went bagged Mizzy like some groceries
Still on the corner picking game up from my older Gs
Guess I'ma hustle till the A and narcs come notice me
Smoke for free, that's what you get for speakin' on my team
It's FTM, see rambo covered up in double Gs
And as for me, well I'm a fiend for that Louis V
Alexander McQueen wrapped round my head like I'm Polo G
All my brothers know we get it in and that's by any means
Only rappin' facts becah they say the truth will set you free
Couple violations in the past, we'll have to let it be
Not any more, man I'm, not any more