They call me Zay
I don't play
Kick them in the face
Because they judge
They better stay in they place
My name is Zay
I'm sharing my art
These rats act hard
But I'm too busy being at the bar
Their work is trash
Their knees are ashy
I like my women classy
I like my women a little sassy
With a big ass-sy
I'm Zay, that's my name
Put respect on it
Or walk away
They hate
But ain't putting food on my plate
I'll fight they ass
Make them cry
Hating time,
They don't have to lie
They jealous
But ain't making a dime
They hating but I left them behind
