Mt. Zion lyrics

[Intro]
Evil Empire

[Verse]
Might climb to Mt. Zion, we biblical
f*ckin' the same b*tches, it turned me a different dude
Got b*tches you payin' to wear your brand here in the nude
Doin' better than who? n*gga
I feel like Suge in Club 662, n*gga
God my mouth and my b*tch Piru, smoke in your booth
Y'all always was fruits, in the search for the juice
My quest for love ended, that ain't part of my rules, n*gga
For real, ain't no conversations
No time for relations, I'm outside in the latest, n*gga
See me out there gleamin' like the greatest
I don't f*ck with no labels, still tryna work my angle, n*gga
Sellin' my soul, that ain't even on the table, n*gga
I had wrote the pamphlet that them pussies gave you, n*gga
She at the Four Seasons takin' off her panties
Better not put nothin' past me
Ain't the same, just might rat with Lansky, n*gga
I'm the one they send for (Evil Empire)
Address me as Mister
I was light injured
Scrollin' through her finsta
Seen it all, crystal
Output same as my input
Jaded an understatement
You wifed her, I just got my di*k sucked, n*gga
Like gristle, I cut through
Twin come through
I just wanna prove I can touch you
Yeah, that's for anybody untouchable
n*gga
We the Untouchables
Put 'em all on the same tray, they still get ate like lunch, yeah
n*gga, I built the wall that you pussies always seem to run into
For real
And I'm thuggin' too
I made all the loops them f*ck n*ggas be jumpin' through
[Outro]
I miss you, I'm not even gonna lie
So let me know when's a good time for us to hang out
I'm willing to go down there
And I especially miss that di*k
So, let me know