50 In. Zenith

[Intro: Skyzoo] Seen it like a 50 inch zenith, believe it Ha, okay [Verse 1: Skyzoo] Uhh, easy morning like the sound of the loot Know I'm tryin' to keep the low like the crown on the Coupe Company is Lisa Bonet down to the groove All type of round of applause round up the stoop Live out the K with it Talk or rhyme draped in it With OGs bless the infinite, they say they gracin' it 9 to 5 forever, the last of the livin' glare I'm tryin' to put a mil in the bank and forget it's there If Henny turns green, I'm Raphael with a bottle I hit a lick and flip it and divvy pies in the pothole My brother's keeper like there's three others and they colors deep 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 a u-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 [Chorus: Skyzoo] It's a war goin' on outside, no man is safe from Where .45's and coke lines'll leave ya face numb Seen it like a 50 inch zenith, believe it With at least 250 on the table for the sneakers Seen it like a 50 inch zenith, believe it With at least 250 on the table for the sneakers Seen it like a 50 inch zenith, believe it With at least 250 on the table for the sneakers [Verse 2: Westside Gunn] Ayo, I need Yuma's for a cheaper ticket All praise is due to the niggas whippin' Free Chapo, he got caught slippin' Niggas alive but ain't livin' You better know the difference 20 pounds on the Megabus, I'm on a mission So many dishes in the kitchen, shit crowded Taking bigger steps to get richer Guy Fisher in the Off-White Pfister (skrrrrrrrrt) Your bitch is lovin' a nigga Frank Matthews, cash rules My nigga been runnin' since last June The jean suit makes it casson Switch the loafers on the Bent' My (?) that nigga ran flow so ignorant (?) cuffed on the (?) Bvlgari bucket on I'm so Gilligan I call it how I see it No PSI, that nigga ether You niggas can't keep up Banana yellow Goyard when I re'ed up Hit the dope with the remix Took a nine out, I'm strategic Felix meet you in the Jeep Benz Get a free TEC, each ten [Chorus: Westside Gunn] It's a war goin' on outside, no man is safe from Where .45's and coke lines'll leave ya face numb Seen it like a 50 inch zenith, believe it With at least 250 on the table for the sneakers Seen it like a 50 inch zenith, believe it With at least 250 on the table for the sneakers Seen it like a 50 inch zenith, believe it With at least 250 on the table for the sneakers