Zi - The Last Letter lyrics

[Verse 1: Zi] Born in 86 in the 78 What's my name 25 letters after A 25 minutes with my eyes closed I meditate Grinding 52 weeks without a holiday 150 miles an hour on the A4 I like your style mother f**er but it ain't yours At 3:30 left the crib that's beneath the 8th floor 3 cheese burgers and a coffee's what I paid for 2 many wanna be's 2 2 many wanna be's man for real You're faded and faker than 7 dollar bills I'm Barack Obama you're a fly flat on the floor Rapper's are like prison walls in the 70's thinking they got Assata Shakur Tchika tchika rewind This line is so hot I should've said it 3 times Spot me BBQ 501 black sweater You're now listening to track 7 [Verse 2: Zi] Check your watch check the sun or check your cuckoo clock The time is mine I think I proved it when this doodoo dropped French mother f**er shout out to the 225 I got this sh** together put the Tutsis on the Hutus' side See Zi be making Zi be making sense like a lot of coins Boom haha you never know that's the point We're making music over here y'all making noise Now let me see y'all bounce like doink A God on the mic the way I take a rapper's life Yeah that's what happens when you come with half the appetite You gon' leave the game bloody like hooligan Listen I'm trying to make smart cool again I'm making love to this you're hearing f sounds like "gh" The beat is fire make you get down like 38 This goes hard I swear Harder than trying to find a drug dealer with wrinkles and grey hair [Outro: Zi] It's the last letter man the last letter man It's the last letter man the last letter man It's the last letter man the last letter man 100 miles ahead of you but keep on peddling It's the last letter man the last letter man It's the last letter man the last letter man It's the last letter man the last letter man 100 miles ahead of you but keep on peddling