Hell'z Own I been tryna tell y'all **** what the fuck it is

Inching towards every objective written on my bucket list

Rose above the flunkies and the junkies we was all some jits

Walked into a gateway some was never to be seen again vanished

I just need a Vanquish Aston I could ash in

Blow the back out a Spanish P Rican shorty from the ave

Want the gold links to match with the vintage pieces on my hand

Can't stop it if God has it written for me in his plans

If it's bout haters and naysayers—**** I don't give a damn

Say prayers every day I hit my knees and cup my hands

Gon' touch more bands but every play feels like a slow dance

Roses and romance but I had to get this shit with no chance

Backboard with no glance been fiendin' like a fiend with no grams

My yard got no grass the snakes easy to spot

There's no glass in the ceiling left for me to fuckin' break

This ain't what you want this is what it takes motherfucker

I been smokin' on this motherfuckin' zone

Heard some hoes come out they throat—who wants smoke with Hell'z Own?

Hell no

I been smokin' on this motherfuckin' zone

Heard some hoes come out they throat—who wants smoke with Hell'z Own?

Hell no

Hell na y'all **** v broke

Be actin' like y'all be woke

Be quiet bitch a G spoke

Get all ya status revoked

Was strapped in a Stratus with cannabis look like a cactus

Glock 40 with laser and red dots as apparatus

Stud said she'd fuck me 'cause I smell good and I'm handsome as fuck

Bands in the tuck from real estate bitch I ran that shit up

I had to get mine 'cause ain't nobody there when you stuck

Bitch what the fuck? I put a good 35 in that blunt

We smokin' Runtz and everything in sight—it's demon night

Roll the dice you landed snake eyes

Put two within your sight with a clip 'bout as long as a Scorsese flick

Scorchin' 'til we hear the click Hell'z Own—don't ever forget it

I been smokin' on this motherfuckin' zone

Heard some hoes come out they throat—who wants smoke with Hell'z Own?

Hell no

I been smokin' on this motherfuckin' zone

Heard some hoes come out they throat—who wants smoke with Hell'z Own?

Hell no