This the third verse let's get to a conclusion. Image is a smokescreen, rappers are illusions. — Gorilla Zoe Copy Share Image
I said my time is money and, baby, money is time Baby, I've got money, I wanna make you mine. — Gorilla Zoe Copy Share Image
So I'll just stuff my bong and try to drink some wine to ease my mind, maybe everything will be fine. — Gorilla Zoe Copy Share Image
Don't give them niggas no money. It's a post warning. Feed as in food actually means the money. And it's post because I already… — Gorilla Zoe Copy Share Image
All night long, I thought to myself, Why would I stay with you? Realized that you were the one who had issues So why… — Gorilla Zoe Copy Share Image
I'm King Kong, silverback Congo. Call me Gorilla but my real name 'Lonzo. — Gorilla Zoe Copy Share Image
Used to watch Rap City. And a Source magazine. Now I'm doin my thing. Earning my stripes. Livin my life. — Gorilla Zoe Copy Share Image
I'm a hood nigga, I keep the purp by the pound. The trunk stay bumpin, yall know we run the town. — Gorilla Zoe Copy Share Image
At the end of the day, I wanna be a great...a legend. I've been working hard. — Gorilla Zoe Copy Share Image
Candy paint drippin on the seats can you smell it. I just left the waffle house with jelly on my belly. — Gorilla Zoe Copy Share Image
Yeah the paint's candy but it ain't sweet, AR-15's on the passenger seat, 17.454 all chrome goin' a wall, Igloo AC, blowin' snowballs. — Gorilla Zoe Copy Share Image
Baby, I got game though, I am not a lame-o, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, baby, come up out that rainbow. — Gorilla Zoe Copy Share Image
Civil War, I'm front line my mind like Sherman My gat like Ulysses, grant them bullets, keep burnin'. — Gorilla Zoe Copy Share Image
