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Ground Zero by Kringe Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

Hook 1–



So it's really like this?



Life feeling like a .45 hit



Tell me then what u decide quick



High road never feeling right shift quick back to first seeing worse shit



Too paranoid body so tense


Stupid youngin probably shoot em for a tha kicks



Send em back, “fuck what you decide” shit



Hit reverse feeling thirst back in the hometown






Verse 1–






Because half of them stuck in their hometown


I don’t know the city that you hold down



I done heard plenty of the same sound



Everybody building of the same ground



Probably why value always came down



(Pipe down, Pipe down)



Treating ignorance like a safe house


They tell me do relax right now while hearts intact



Grow numb I ain't new to that



Thoughts keep on running a rally track



Glow up they say relax



You not a star why you stuck on that



Got numbers for talking back



Not bad for someone who wouldn't last yuh





Verse 2–






(Yea)

All black windows

Clique go sicko

Can’t fuck with those



Uh



Gossip like a bitch hoe

Can't let shit go

Tread light solo



Yea



This heart frozen

Embedded in chromo

Caint trust no more



Yea



Everybody slomo

Cut em off adios Game on chokehold



Only taking L if I do let go



One month break because a loved one never coming home



Now I put the work I never did before



Wanna buy a new home all the shit you cannot get at stores



Eye sight 20 focused on the score



Boss man said yea u doing good but do it more



New place paid with Spotify



Give af about where you at wouldn't trade this for another life





(Yea)

All black windows

Clique go sicko

Can't fuck with those



Uh



Gossip like a bitch hoe

Can't let shit go

Tread light solo



Yea



This heart frozen

Embedded in chromo

Caint trust no more



Yea



Everybody slomo

Cut em off adios Game on chokehold







Hook 2–






So it's really like this?



Life feeling like a .45 hit



Tell me then what u decide quick



High road never feeling right shift quick back to first seeing worse shit



Too paranoid body so tense



Stupid youngin probably shoot em for a tha kicks



Send em back, “fuck what you decide” shit



Hit reverse feeling thirst