The Zenith Lyrics - Stalley

Boy, I'm shining on these hoes 

Triple gold Daytons when I'm riding on these hoes 

Got that leather and wood 

You know how that story goes 

I'm always on my toes when I ain't pushing a wheel 

Tires screech and squeal as I bend it to the top 

All these haters sit and watch my climb wishing that it stop 

I got a crown on my wrist and a crown on my top 

And I got it on alone now they crowding my spot, man 

Is this the game that I chose? 

Nobody gave me ish so it's nobody I owe 

I got that Lee-Roy glow 

Soul of an assassin and I'm trying to have me backed in 

Off up in that corner but I'm off up in this bitch 

Gold dangling all over 

This W tat sweater and it's double M G 

I ain't gonna be slept on forever 

Tell the Sandman to wake em up and help me count this cheddar 

Not enough hands on me 

Eyes on the sparrow and I'm laid up like a pharaoh 

Got a couple grand on me, I'm just living my life 

They said I would change, I'm just proving em right 

I was broke before, so I'll be broke some more 

Man, that don't sound right 

But what it sound like is a good year for me 

I used to look at the future and I couldn't bear to see 

Me, my momma, and my sister was the bears in the tree 

Porridge in my bowl, trying to keep hold of my souls 

Now I'm the big man to beat 

It's funny how it unfolds when you start shaking that tree 

When you start shaking that tree 

It's funny how it unfolds when you start shaking that tree 

Look at me 

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My back is to the wind, and I just want to win 

But nobody ever gave me nothing, nothing 

Nothing, nothing 

Looking at the sky, pray that I survive 

Self-made but I gave you nothing, nothing 

Nothing, nothing 

Gold Rollie, most hoes want to know me 

Blowing OG, I never socialize with police 

Glock 40, never had it -- why I'mma need it? 

It'll be them niggas that's looking for it mama'll be grieving 

I ain't thugging -- who the fuck is you mean-mugging? 

I seen the meanest and toughest niggas Speedy Gonzales 

Don't obsess over money, I'm just eager for comfort 

Don't obsess over fame, I just speak to the public 

Ain't reached my zenith, but all the people see that I'm buzzing 

Shout outs Seattle, but these rappers, they stealing my thunder 

Lost a lot of homies, none of 'em even died 

I see 'em all the time, but jealousy is sabotage 

Riding in another drop, ain't talking Enterprise 

They try to see me, get diabetes from humble pie 

Yeah, I hate to lose more than they love to win 

That's the difference 'tween me and them 

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My back is to the wind, and I just want to win 

But nobody ever gave me nothing, nothing 

Nothing, nothing 

Looking at the sky, pray that I survive 

Self-made but I gave you nothing, nothing 

Nothing, nothing 

I wake up in the morning, roll up my marijuana 

Thinking 'bout tomorrow, I don't want to be a martyr 

Stress that I be under, blame that on my baby momma 

Pills that I be popping, wonder will they take me under? 

Rush to Mac 11 for these ho niggas with drama 

Success in my possession, had you murdered out of karma 

All these niggas snitching -- witness perjury, Your Honor 

Handle my business, tuition for my kids' college 

Dope boy styling, DEA target 

One point seven for these VS's on my collar 

Born in the projects, now I'm known as the hottest 

Lay your whole label down, bitch I came for the dollars 

My back is to the wind, and I just want to win 

But nobody ever gave me nothing, nothing 

Nothing, nothing 

Looking at the sky, pray that I survive 

Self-made but I gave you nothing, nothing 

Nothing, nothing 

Keep going, keep going, keep going 

Keep going, keep going, keep going 

Keep going, keep going, keep going...