Zack B - Olympus lyrics

[Intro] Nation Woo! [Verse] Looking around, things couldn't be better The only thing I'd change is the weather, yeah Frozen shoulder, yeah I'm creasing the leather The floors I'm walking on looking like checkers We could have did this together We could have been here together Where the villains get along with the hipsters Man come like Storm, start spinning ‘em twisters Icon incoming, you man better lock up your sisters Sent stray shots but they missed us Now I got bare strangers talking my business (why?) And lately I been rubbing shoulders with more than a few of my idols But I ain't getting ga**ed, as a matter of fact now it's funny I see them as rivals ‘Bout whip up a wave and it's tidal Young Apollo I'm due to be vital And if all goes to plan then they'll all need a verse for survival, we ‘bout to go Viral They don't wanna go at it with me, ain't nobody challenging Z Ack, and the B's for ‘bun it down', cah I take it to the maddest degree Got labels clocking my price will go up in no time, call me Patek Philippe If you want a feat, better handle the Ps Got the steadiest man losing balance with ease Man better believe I tried to stay low-key Now they all say yes cah they know me I thought that you didn't want phone me? Now you're sending me flame and heart eye emojis And when I step to the booth, the hands hit the roof I'm so high you might get a nose bleed Man Zack B is the truth and this ain't nothing new Been the man since I came out the ovary, boasy ‘Cos I chose to write, they chose to rot I chose the mic, they chose the rocks Didn't go Yale, but I got it on lock Like a strap on speed dial, I'm calling the shots Like a zombie attack, I be boarding em off Yeah I corner you off, I'm warning you stop Young Apollo I'm more than a lot Who wanna war with a God? ‘Cos… This slim white boy got so much weight I f** up the scales It's mad, man'll go so hard on the track they say I bruck up the rails I can make songs for the yats that bun up the charts and straight up f** up the sales Or I can make bangers for the trap that slap so hard in the pen they f** up the cells They used to the hate me but they love me now Just got my prescription and it's tunnel vision so all I'm seeing is the money now No wonder they all wanna hug it out Don't talk to me about deals if you're starting price ain't at least 500 thou- I know my worth, I can't dumb it down It's childish behaviour they're running now Coming like Bob The Builder and a couple of tools tryna rebuild friendships It's crazy how this sh** has just begun and already bare ticks on the checklist I guess that I just see the bigger picture now, you man are needing a lens switch All of a sudden it's looking expensive, by now you man know who the best is And don't think cah I sing to the women I'm sensitive, I'll still spin man senseless So don't get reckless, unless my mum can kick up and rest, I'm restless New kid on the Tetris. Got ‘em feeing the pressures, we putting in extra Not phased by the jesters. And I'll knock big men off the top like Leicester And they won't see me coming like undies, I'm on job from Monday to Monday With a 10/10 on my arm looking like she just came off the runway They're calling me a one in a million, so I gotta sell a million one day Though I'm LDN ‘till the end, just know that I'm putting on for my whole country I was sitting at the back of the bus just hoping that soon they'd buss me And now that I'm kicking up fuss, man wanna buck me and girl just wanna give uckery And If I flip to singing or stick to spitting either way I got ‘em all feeling un-comfy The heat is chillin', bro I'm in Kitchen like Gordon Ramsey just dishing out f**ery (Woo!) [Outro] Yah Woo! Nation