Maybach Music Group - The Zenith Lyrics
[Performed by Wale, Stalley & Rick Ross][Verse 1: Stalley]Boy, I'm shinning on these hoesTriple gold Daytons when I'm riding on these hoesGot that leather and woodYou know how that story goesI'm always on my toes when I ain't pushing a wheelTires screech and squeal as I bend it to the topAll these haters sit and watch my climb wishing that it stopI got a crown on my wrist and a crown on my topAnd I got it on alone now they crowding my spot, manIs this the game that I chose?Nobody gave me ish so it's nobody I oweI got that Lee-Roy glowSoul of an assassin and I'm trying to have me backed inOff up in that corner but I'm off up in this *****Gold dangling all overThis W tat sweater and it's double M GI ain't gonna be slept on foreverTell the Sandman to wake em up and help me count this cheddarNot enough hands on meEyes on the sparrow and I'm laid up like a pharaohGot a couple grand on me, I'm just living my lifeThey said I would change, I'm just proving em rightI was broke before, so I'll be broke some moreMan, that don't sound rightBut what it sound like is a good year for meI used to look at the future and I couldn't bear to seeMe, my momma, and my sister was the bears in the treePorridge in my bowl, trying to keep hold of my soulsNow I'm the big man to beatIt's funny how it unfolds when you start shaking that treeWhen you start shaking that treeIt's funny how it unfolds when you start shaking that treeLook at me[Hook:]My back is to the wind, and I just want to winBut nobody ever gave me nothing, nothingNothing, nothingLooking at the sky, pray that I surviveSelf-made but I gave you nothing, nothingNothing, nothing[Verse 2: Wale]Gold Rollie, most hoes want to know meBlowing OG, I never socialize with policeGlock 40, never had it - why I'm a need it?It'll be them niggas that's looking for it mama'll be grievingI ain't thugging - who the ***** is you mean-mugging?I seen the meanest and toughest niggas Speedy GonzalesDon't obsess over money, I'm just eager for comfortDon't obsess over fame, I just speak to the publicAin't reached my zenith, but all the people see that I'm buzzingShout outs Seattle, but these rappers, they stealing my thunderLost a lot of homies, none of 'em even diedI see 'em all the time, but jealousy is sabotageRiding in another drop, ain't talking EnterpriseThey try to see me, get diabetes from humble pieYeah, I hate to lose more than they love to winThat's the difference 'tween me and them[Hook][Verse 3: Rick Ross]I wake up in the morning, roll up my marijuanaThinking 'bout tomorrow, I don't want to be a martyrStress that I be under, blame that on my baby mommaPills that I be popping, wonder will they take me under?Rush to Mac 11 for these ho niggas with dramaSuccess in my possession, had you murdered out of karmaAll these niggas snitching - witness perjury, Your HonorHandle my business, tuition for my kids' collegeDope boy styling, DEA targetOne point seven for these VS's on my collarBorn in the projects, now I'm known as the hottestLay your whole label down, ***** I came for the dollars[Hook]
