Generation Z Lyrics - Evermore: The Art Of Duality - The Underachievers

My Generation be wildin' 

Like we was born desolate on a island 

LSD hittin' proper 

Nigga like NZT, you can't stop us 

Gang move like we mobsters 

Nigga drink Hennesey like a shotter 

Free my niggas that's locked up 

Police always tryna come knock us 

I'm backseat, blowin' my drow 

Undercover cop creepin' on the low 

I got a zip and the hash stashed in the gas tank 

Hope the nigga don't smell my smoke 

I take a trip out to the fresh coast 

Good pow, good weed move slow 

I got a plate of the hash then I ship that fast 

I'mma see that shit when I go home 

Call that fresh direct marijuana 

Only fuck with that potent product 

They mad cause I switch the topics 

Like I can't talk 'bout what I'm thriving 

I'm eatin' good in my hood 

My niggas see me ear to ear smiling 

I'm always high as a fucking kite 

But my moshpits they get violent 

Beast coast winners my gang 

Keep a real tight circle, nigga, fuck through friends 

Been around the globe, now I'm goin' in a trance 

Pay me for my shows on the road in advance 

I'm fuckin' with the hoes like my dough in the bank 

Nigga aura on froze with the coldest of dank 

See me trippin' fuckin' gold for my soul it's a fact 

Niggas steppin' to me wrong betta' know how to act 

Lets go, lets go 

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Raised up deep in the beast 

Had a first hand see to the war in the streets 

Rely on gripping the heat 

And they multiply by getting them kids 

That's why I'm speaking for peace 

Cause niggas be dying over the beef 

But please don't fuck with the gods 

You gon' be surprised by what you gon' get 

My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang 

Come pull up my nigga and see 

My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang 

Come pull up my nigga and see 

My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang 

Come pull up my nigga and see 

My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang 

Come pull up my nigga and see 

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Shades up in my face, like to be dolo and puffing my dank 

Then I'm up and away to the top let my brain do the job 

Then I'll straight free your mind from them chains 

Made them moves to L.A now you see me tho 

I be off of sunset blowing reefer smoke 

No this ain't a contest, but I'm leading though 

No one there to contest, leave 'em leaking, yo 

And I'm smoking the best comatose from my sack 

Got a whole lot of sins but it's still no regrets 

Gotta wallet of ends and this shit just commence 

I go hard with my friends make them business connects 

Yea we stackin baguettes 

[?] fresh 

Get your ass off the bench I'm in class with the feds 

Hol' up, flex 

I'm the living lord in the flesh 

Got next and when a nigga on cortisol [?] 

They lookin at me like the lord savior is coming 

I spit fire like I'm Hades when they play me they bumping 

If I retire then my bars become the greatest among [?] 

They trying to say newcomers, but we displayed that we run this 

You can't tame my soul, can't change my goals 

My wheels take me how far I go 

Y'all niggas get fleek with no apartment though 

Up in your momma home, with your designer on 

Fuck [?] takeoff 

Cause the coast, homie, travel be my dayjob 

And I'm coming for that globe like I'm Adolf 

Super high, like a giant smoking beanstalks 

And we sipping mad gin like we're detox 

Syrup in my liter 

Queens step up in my 2-seater 

You can follow preacher, but nigga I'm a leader 

I'mma smoke this reefer and pass it off to Issa 

Raised up deep in the beast 

Had a first hand see to the war in the streets 

Rely on gripping the heat 

And they multiply by getting them kids 

That's why I'm speaking for peace 

Cause niggas be dying over the beef 

But please don't fuck with the gods 

You gon' be surprised by what you gon' get 

My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang 

Come pull up my nigga and see 

My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang 

Come pull up my nigga and see 

My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang 

Come pull up my nigga and see 

My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang 

Come pull up my nigga and see 

My team loyal, no counterfeits 

Fraud niggas can't fly with them 

Taking off no pilot in 

Yo high in it, the young Zionist 

My nigga wait, finna be great 

Every time I drop a song, oh my Lord, they relate 

And a nigga, we strong like it's gon' hit the weight 

Tell these niggas keep up like they joggin' in the place 

Usain Bolt to the dough 

A nigga been lucky got my thugs in a row 

You see me dream big, do them out in the smoke 

Only talking business if you contact my phone 

Nigga in the zone, ain't fucking with the clone 

Y'all niggas move slow, better leave me alone 

If you ever hit my phone, nigga gon' get the tone 

Of a motherfucking drone when I bump my ringtone 

I'm a first place winner, earthquakes when I enter 

Then they [?] for my [?], first date then I'm in her 

Oh Lord, how dare a nigga wanna come test the god 

Testify, nigga touch the sky 

Put a nigga under six feet 

I said, put a nigga under six feet 

Young AK only here to bring peace 

But that shit out the door, fuck it with the family, my g 

Hold up, wait, I got all this cake 

But still ain't shit changed, my brain don't inflate 

My L's ain't from games, it's from all this dank 

Until the bed of pain to the ninth time straight 

Talk shit, hit a nigga with a mic on stage 

Mosh pit, something silly nigga, straight to his brain 

From the prince of the gutter to the top game pay 

Now you pissed that they coming through, you stuck in the shade