(Zach Zoya)
Nobody could have predicted it
Nobody coulda known
I know sometimes it just takes a min
Didn’t know it’d take that long

I just might go and pay momma a visit
Spend like a month and half out of the city
Forget by the commas, and dramas and gimmicks
Nobody coulda known, coulda known yeah

(Speng Squire)
At times I feel like I’m paving a way
And in others I’m digging my grave
All I know is this shovel is getting real heavy
To carry and bury this weight
And at times I feel like I’ve made a mistake
Then turn around and I feel made
I’m praying that feeling won’t fade

(Zach Zoya)
I pull up, Ice cold, slipping I’m skating
All year long here it look Christmas s
Wind so strong when it hit u it’s painful
I can no longer feel my face

22 deep issa motorcade
Chalet on the mountain
Everything paid for
We get real drunk yeah we get fucked up
Tryna keep up wish u the best of luck

Ok now ski ski downhill
One on one like we’s in a relationship
Wish we could party
Drinking outta the same glass typa shit
Same time last year
I was popping bottles at the club and shit
Now listen
We couldn’t have predicted it

Nobody could have predicted it
Nobody coulda known
I know sometimes it just takes a min
Didn’t know it’s be that long

I just might go pay momma a visit
Spend like a month and half out of the city
Forget by the commas, and dramas and gimmicks
Nobody coulda known, coulda known yeah

(Speng Squire)
At times I feel like I’m paving a way
And in others I’m digging my grave
All I know is this shovel is getting real heavy
To carry and bury this weight
And at times I feel like I’ve made a mistake
Then turn around and I feel made
I’m praying that feeling won’t fade
And I’m faded faded uh LIT!


Recording gear setup at the ritz
No crackers and it ain’t no crackers here only me and my niggaz
What’s crackin? Damn!
I’m stacking like I’m moving out the crib tryna pack the van
The things that I’ve overcome by giving that crack a tan and whipping it like slave Masters did to the blackest man
And now its black excellence but I had to struggle with the fact I’m white and black Anyways
You can feel it in every phrase the thoughts from the henny stays exposing my petty ways
Cause niggaz been penny wise
Take a look at the semi size
That thang'll have you running when I call a free throw
1 shot to the dome is bout as far as we go (bap)
Sorry for the confusion that’s my alter ego
But to some niggaz the villains who they call a hero
You see there’s 2 sides to me whether you decide to be someone that I be calling bro And pray that they don’t bark up the wrong tree that’s dawg lingo and I swear

(Zach Zoya)
Nobody could have predicted it
Nobody coulda known
I know sometimes it just takes a min
Didn’t know it’d take that long

I just might go and pay momma a visit
Spend like a month and half out of the city
Forget by the commas, and dramas and gimmicks
Nobody coulda known, coulda known yeah

(Speng Squire)
At times I feel like I’m paving a way
And in others I’m digging my grave
All I know is this shovel is getting real heavy
To carry and bury this weight
At times I feel like I’ve made a mistake
Then turn around and I feel made
I’m praying that feeling won’t fade