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Zealous Video (MV)




Performed By: YNL Capone
Length: 2:44
Written by: Paul Corio




YNL Capone - Zealous Lyrics




We are not the same I am too zealous
I left the game but ain't stop sellin
You just entertain I am like Elvis
I got stuck the bread like too much jelly

We are not the same I am not jealous
You out in the rain I got umbrellas
I just set off the alarm like a dumb fella
This watch on my arm got 3 propellers

Yeah you talkin
Watch where you walkin
The drink in my system so you know a ni**a off it
Lil Tina in my mentions she be doin this to often
I guess cause she feel like if I shoot then she'll be ballin

I'm callin
Ni**as who get money like it's fate
Why you always beefin but can't even order steak
Yellow gold in my mouth like grilled cheese in my face
All my bros in the house we just need one big plate

And we gon
Money in my phone
Why she keep on callin
I just love sleepin alone

Rocky in my scotchy
Got me feelin like capone
Sippin belaire in my party
Got me feelin in my zone

If he talkin then this left right
Might catch nice
I'm just not a ni**a you
Gon test twice
You be buggin women I just
Get fly
Fallin for these women
Maybe next life

And for the next life until then I'll be faded
If a ni**a trippin then I kick em off like asics
The key to makin cash is bout the business and the basics
I count money fast cause for this cheddar I be racin

My life so amazing
Drip is what you tastin
Shorty look Latino
But that booty lookin Haitian
I been ballin so d*mn hard
I need an agent
Drink just got me spacin
Michael Myers pacing

Drink just got me gone
Shorty on the phone
Rock like rolling stone
I'm back in my zone

I can get the dope call tech he whip that on the stove
Send a junky home

Thru the back door
God been blessin me wit bread I ain't even ask for
Get it back just like I said and then we smash long
Flip a rack and got the feds thinkin the cash gone
We are not the same because you go about the cash wrong

We are not the same I am too zealous
I left the game but ain't stop sellin
You just entertain I am like Elvis
I got stuck the bread like too much jelly

We are not the same I am not jealous
You out in the rain I got umbrellas
I just set off the alarm like a dumb fella
This watch on my arm got 3 propellers
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We are not the same I am too zealous
I left the game but ain't stop sellin
You just entertain I am like Elvis
I got stuck the bread like too much jelly

We are not the same I am not jealous
You out in the rain I got umbrellas
I just set off the alarm like a dumb fella
This watch on my arm got 3 propellers

Yeah you talkin
Watch where you walkin
The drink in my system so you know a ni**a off it
Lil Tina in my mentions she be doin this to often
I guess cause she feel like if I shoot then she'll be ballin

I'm callin
Ni**as who get money like it's fate
Why you always beefin but can't even order steak
Yellow gold in my mouth like grilled cheese in my face
All my bros in the house we just need one big plate

And we gon
Money in my phone
Why she keep on callin
I just love sleepin alone

Rocky in my scotchy
Got me feelin like capone
Sippin belaire in my party
Got me feelin in my zone

If he talkin then this left right
Might catch nice
I'm just not a ni**a you
Gon test twice
You be buggin women I just
Get fly
Fallin for these women
Maybe next life

And for the next life until then I'll be faded
If a ni**a trippin then I kick em off like asics
The key to makin cash is bout the business and the basics
I count money fast cause for this cheddar I be racin

My life so amazing
Drip is what you tastin
Shorty look Latino
But that booty lookin Haitian
I been ballin so d*mn hard
I need an agent
Drink just got me spacin
Michael Myers pacing

Drink just got me gone
Shorty on the phone
Rock like rolling stone
I'm back in my zone

I can get the dope call tech he whip that on the stove
Send a junky home

Thru the back door
God been blessin me wit bread I ain't even ask for
Get it back just like I said and then we smash long
Flip a rack and got the feds thinkin the cash gone
We are not the same because you go about the cash wrong

We are not the same I am too zealous
I left the game but ain't stop sellin
You just entertain I am like Elvis
I got stuck the bread like too much jelly

We are not the same I am not jealous
You out in the rain I got umbrellas
I just set off the alarm like a dumb fella
This watch on my arm got 3 propellers
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Writer: Paul Corio
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