Hook
Cold flow
Stuck in my zone
Backwood
Thats where all the dro go
Still hood
Shoe strings in the belt hole
Still good
Making moves through the hell
Hole
Lame n#gg#s never change
First you not now you great
All in your face tryna eat off your plate
Tryna do what you do
But never cant
Its mother f#cking shame
How they try to run game
Out of sight out of mind
In a different lane
I get paid for the play
When they listen i get paid
Way above your head
This a higher pay grade
That’s money on your head
Food for thought i get bread
Hook
Cold flow
Stuck in my zone
Backwood
Thats where all the dro go
Still hood
Shoe strings in the belt hole
Still good
Making moves through the hell
Hole
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Tyron Rena Hill Sr Lyrics – In My Zone