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50 Inch Zenith (Feat. Skyzoo) [Prod. By Statik Salektah]

Westside Gunn
Popularity ยท Low
๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง English ยท Original

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Lyrics

I get to thinking I won't be needing Nothing you need me for To keep me warm You Easy morning like the sound of the loop Know I'm tryna keep it low like the crown on the coupe The company is Lisa Bonet down to the groove All type of round of applause right up the stoop Live out the K with it, talk all rhymes draped in it Where OGs would bless the infinite, they say they gracing it 9-5 Forever, the last of the living clear I'm tryna put a mill' in the bank and forget a stare If Henny turns green, I'm Rafael with a bottle I hit a lick and flip it and divvy pies in a pie hole My brother's keeper like there's three of us And they colors deeper like if we undercover Where the streets want us, we something like nothing you heard A bundle of words or a duffle of birds Until you cut or you turn I send a kite up to Jehovah and thank him for all his blessings And beg of him to bless my friends with Smith & Wessons It's a war going on outside no man is safe from With .45s and coke lines that leave your face numb Seen it like a 50-inch Zenith, believe it With at least two-fifty on the table for the sneakers Seen it like a 50-inch Zenith, believe it With at least two-fifty on the table for the sneakers Seen it like a 50-inch Zenith, believe it With at least two-fifty on the table for the sneakers Ayo, I need units for a cheaper ticket All praises due to the niggas whipping Free Choppa, we got caught slipping Niggas alive but ain't living You better know the difference Twenty pounds on the Megabus, I'm on a mission So many dishes in the kitchen, shit crowded Taking bigger steps to get richer Got Fisher in the off-white Fisker You bitches loving a nigga Frank Matthews, cash rules My nigga been running since last June The jean suit makes it consume Switch the loafers on the bit My belt that nigga rent, flow so ignorant Amiris cuffed on the hinges Bvlgari bucket on him so Gilligan I call it how I see it No PSI, the nigga ether You niggas can't keep up Banana yellow Goyard when I re'd up Hit the dope with the remix Took a nine out, I'm strategic Felix Mitchell in the Jeep, bitch Get a free TEC each day It's a war going on outside no man is safe from With .45s and coke lines that leave your face numb Seen it like a 50-inch Zenith, believe it With at least two-fifty on the table for the sneakers Seen it like a 50-inch Zenith, believe it With at least two-fifty on the table for the sneakers Seen it like a 50-inch Zenith, believe it With at least two-fifty on the table for the sneakers