ZION Lyrics

I'll be so glad when

The sun go down

I'll be so glad when

The sun go down

Thats my nigga

Why you call him that?

Why you call him that?

He runnin laps round you crackas

Do it in his starter cap

They gon tap him on his shoulder

Tell that boy go bend his back

Out the womb with a motive

Put them all in a casket

They gon shoot the shit when they talk about him

Chess playing ass aint no king to him

Pale on the surface but you bleed just like him

Why you so afraid to let him pick up a pen

Cuz he gon merc you with a smile

Bitch you know you deserve it

Test that boy one time he might send you to hearses

You gon double back and make that boy read his verses

He gon do the same shit with no other purpose

Cuz that's my nigga

That's my nigga

That's my nigga

That's my nigga

That's my nigga

That's my nigga

That's my nigga

That's my nigga

That's my nigga

When the sun go down you know he around in ya town

Playing strings like he performing for the crown

And he down to do whatever

Long as he can move around

Where he wanna fuck that lil quota

Thought you was the owner

But you might catch some pneumonia

You working like them

Sit back in the crib like you always did

Really you ain't on shit

Niggas buried in the backyard and you talking bout

How they mean less than the kids you be pushing out

Half them lil jits coming out from the slave house

Zion made you crackas wanna take the safe route

Lock him up

Lock him up

Lock him up

Let's lock him up

Lock him up

Lock him up

Yeah let's lock him up

Lock him up

Lock the nigga up lock him up

Who knew his fam would come out the cut yuh

Spreading the love huh

Lock the nigga up lock him up

Who knew his fam would come out the cut yuh

Spreading the love huh

Where were y'all niggas at?

Dirty Sprite

I was down bad

Mad at myself

Couldn't tell

Hanging on by thread but it didn't feel like it

Too busy up high flying

I only sleep when I crash private

These drugs gon need a new test pilot

I'm done

But I can't be

Dopamine's what raised me

Cold-hearted and lazy

But I think more dough gon save me

It is right?

It is right?

Nuff of that sad boy shit

Who you kicking it to?

Lil nigga I'm done with you

Buying some custom juice

See me hanging out the roof I'm ya son it's noon

Feeling my liver it's chopped and screwed

Houston I'm alcoholic

Nigga don't talk about it

All my niggas want the best for me

But I won't talk about it

I'm done

But I can't be

Dopamine's what raised me

I want chains slanging in HD

I want whips they gonna embrace me

You wanna bad bitch with a Birkin bag

I want good dro and some time to match

Never really felt this down bad

Sober living I miss that
Imma slave to the shit

Righteous niggas don't know me

I still lay down ya kid

If they talking to police

I'll stain that lil click with a mac in the back

Look like you talking to feds

I am not fucken with that

Boy you a rat and Im looking for ya nest

Don't ever claim you the best

When Im alive there's only one that can test

I seen you wearing a vest

You never seen bullets outside of ya sweat

I feel like Zion all these uncle toms they wanna keep talking bout me

I feel like Zion my mental been shaped by all of the pussies around me