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24kt zenith (feat. Erk tha Jerk, Brookfield Duece & Kevin Allen) Video (MV)






Grand Nationxl - 24kt zenith (feat. Erk tha Jerk, Brookfield Duece & Kevin Allen) Lyrics




If the people around you hella fake than you fake too
Never let em tell you what you can't do
You only live once it ain't no take two
Gotta make the money never let it make you

She been writing in her journal
Had a break through
She been eating pineapple with the grapefruit
I make music for the women to escape to
Now she just wanna kick it like
I woke up feeling good feeling great
I been 100 from the gate
She send me naked pictures right a way
She want it right now don't wanna wait
Riding through the rich on my own
Talking to your bitch on my phone (hello)
Yeah boy I been in the zone
Never leave the house without that
Never leave the house without my phone
Never leave the house without a zone (hello)
Yeah smoking hella big
That's my brother that's my family that's my relative
If the people around you hella fake than you fake too
Never let em tell you what you can't do
You only live once it ain't no take two
Gotta make the money never let it make you

Gotta make the money never let it make you

Step 1 Never be a hater
Step 2 be about your paper
It really ain't no other steps
It really ain't no telling this shit something else
On God, do your job all I know is Mobb
Keep it player, on a break brother throw the lob!
Got a joog got a play yea what happening?
Slide euro step to the money then we traveling
She got a quarter tank of gas and her brakes shot (huuuh)
Bad bitch she ain't waiting at no bus stop (huuuh)
She got color in her hair she a punk rock (huuuh)
I'm on a jet she tryna fly til the wheels drop (huuuh)
Niggas talk about the game, we invented it (hummh)
Yea I cracked the code, it ain't no sealing it (hummh)
If it ain't no contract, then I ain't feeling it (hummh)
Only selling y'all the game, I'm ain't revealing it
(hummh)

If the people around you hella fake than you fake too
Never let em tell you what you can't do
You only live once it ain't no take two
Gotta make the money never let it make you
She been writing in her journal
Had a break through
She been eating pineapple with the grapefruit
I make music for the women to escape to
Now she just wanna
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English

If the people around you hella fake than you fake too
Never let em tell you what you can't do
You only live once it ain't no take two
Gotta make the money never let it make you

She been writing in her journal
Had a break through
She been eating pineapple with the grapefruit
I make music for the women to escape to
Now she just wanna kick it like
I woke up feeling good feeling great
I been 100 from the gate
She send me naked pictures right a way
She want it right now don't wanna wait
Riding through the rich on my own
Talking to your bitch on my phone (hello)
Yeah boy I been in the zone
Never leave the house without that
Never leave the house without my phone
Never leave the house without a zone (hello)
Yeah smoking hella big
That's my brother that's my family that's my relative
If the people around you hella fake than you fake too
Never let em tell you what you can't do
You only live once it ain't no take two
Gotta make the money never let it make you

Gotta make the money never let it make you

Step 1 Never be a hater
Step 2 be about your paper
It really ain't no other steps
It really ain't no telling this shit something else
On God, do your job all I know is Mobb
Keep it player, on a break brother throw the lob!
Got a joog got a play yea what happening?
Slide euro step to the money then we traveling
She got a quarter tank of gas and her brakes shot (huuuh)
Bad bitch she ain't waiting at no bus stop (huuuh)
She got color in her hair she a punk rock (huuuh)
I'm on a jet she tryna fly til the wheels drop (huuuh)
Niggas talk about the game, we invented it (hummh)
Yea I cracked the code, it ain't no sealing it (hummh)
If it ain't no contract, then I ain't feeling it (hummh)
Only selling y'all the game, I'm ain't revealing it
(hummh)

If the people around you hella fake than you fake too
Never let em tell you what you can't do
You only live once it ain't no take two
Gotta make the money never let it make you
She been writing in her journal
Had a break through
She been eating pineapple with the grapefruit
I make music for the women to escape to
Now she just wanna
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Writer: Kevin Allen, Frank Miller
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