Time Zone - Rock Bottom Lyrics

Ay, well here we go again
Better than the last shape I left it in
It'll be a while before we make it outta here
Bout to heat this shit up doper than it's ever been

I need a heater, need some speakers, need the roof off my two seater
New Adidas, new reefer, hit me deeper
I need a sweeper cause the game smelly, I'ma take the trash out
Time for these lame ass rappers to fade into the past now
We gone see how long they last now, you gone see just who I am now
No tint, see right through my shit, like a glass house
Money on the dash now, think I'm too relaxed now
They say "TMez, you too damn calm", ok let me spazz out
Committed to wining, I'm gonna get it, get it
Triple my digits, a hundred a minute
Then split all the riches with all of my niggas that followed the vision
Never needed no permission, you know how I stuck to the mission
You know that I hold my position, you know that my flow is too viscous
I been flowing for a while, flowing longer than the Nile
Flowing longer than the Mississippi, at the top is where I'm found
Same shit, different climate, same blood, different rhyming
Still the same nigga, with the same niggas still behind me
Now it's all about climbing, moving up that ladder
On to greener pastures, where the bitches badder
No jibber jabber from the haters
That's mad cause they losing, while I just stuck to the music
And I just kept my shit moving, now it's a ship and I'm cruising
Now that my business is booming, now that my shit is so groovy
I can create a whole movement, I think I could make a movie
Finna have the block busting harder than Lake Street at night
Where them feigns be tweaking off the needles and the white
Man this shit ain't right, we lost too many good souls to the bad life
Wish I could've caught em, before they hit rock bottom
Now I'm thinking bout these kids, I pray the lord got em

Damn, now I'm thinking bout these kids man I pray the lord got em
Pray the lord got em, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah