50 In. Zenith Westside Gunn (Ft. Skyzoo)

[Intro: Skyzoo]
Statik Selektah
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
The 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
Or 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, uh