(Intro)
Yea
For my dogs ya know
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Views
Stealin
Views



Zeuz
Verse 1


Yea
New n***as sneakin i work alone
And its Septembers very own
My ting so bad to the bone
To bad yall couldn’t bone hmmm
These days no release dates
A gentle men when i meet dates
If i take you out then i take you down
You was doubtful but you naked now
22 got the dracoooo
This ain't muh fukin Drake Doeeee left riri for a J-LO
Settlements like J -COle
Law suits Stealin views
I’m 22 and im with 22
Jumpman jumpman in the street you was jump street 22
I’m with the wolves we moving packs
Crossed N.o i ain't moving back
So T.O I go T.i up in V live I don’t do the math
Yea yea yea
Gota look out for my enemies
I get a thrill of the jealousy
I Make it look like theirs 10 of me, Jeeze
(Chorus)
You bite my sound
You sti’l my style
You in the way can't see you now
Don’t speak on my name
Don’t steal my view view view views




(22 skit)
Verse 2 (22 Savage)

Don’t speak up on my name or you going get a fucking head shot
My brother bought a chopper and it got a fucking red dot
Out side with the 45 strapped up with that bull shit
N***a play games ima hit his ass with the full clip
Xtendo got that mutha fucking mag
He strapped up and in the back
And we coming with that mother fucking Stick
Byrd bino with the shits
He going crack you in your shit
Views from the mother fucking bottom with that stick
30 stick like a ladder bitch don’t play with my gang
And if a n***a playing me then im calling up my gang
If you ever snatch my chain you going get one to the brain
Me and my n***as we insane and we stay strapped with that stain
And we steady smoking flames in the trap with the sticks
I know n***as kicking doors I know n***as hitting licks
I know n***as shipping bricks wrap it up and ship it off
Byrd Bino got that hard lil deb got that soft
Bitch we gang



Yea
Yea
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Turn me up More


Verse 3 (Zeuz)

New girl is a center fold
Ol girl from the western roads
Bustin 100’s out the envelope
Six
Super bowl got big Rings
I put up bands on your head boy
Prayer hands squad blessed boy
No parodies no prototypes
No group acts we the solo type
Miami nights yea Yolo type
The new OVO signee
Don’t need drake to co sign meee
Once he hear bout me he going wonder why it took so dam long to find meee
More records tour life
Ya low life this more life
Yea
You mixing us up with n***as that Co write
I got em I got em I never use Ghost lines
You can see with your eyez
No imitations
Impersonations ahhhh

(Outro)
You tried
You Tried
To ride the wave

Travis James shit
DG