RoadRunner Gdo - Glam & Glitz

Hate in my soul and my spirit
I had to get rid of it
Started with me and a pyramid
Ain’t spending shit on a bitch I ain't stick
I took a Xan to feel and forget
Turning your back on your family makes you a bitch
Robbing your partner don’t make him a lick
Earned every dollar, she’s spending on glamour and glitz
Wish you could see what she do with a stick
Glam and Glitz
(Yeah-yeah)
I broke bands for this
You’d never understand how it feels
Being this real in the life I live
Down to my last
That shit had me down on my luck
But I’m hustling something’s gotta give
Get me a bag in a bag
Sit back in the back of the Bach
Can’t be that surreal
Lot of shit happened 2017
I was like waist-deep in these streets
It was like every day a new scheme
Peso came back from OT
Bitch tried to throw my name in a murder
Somehow the Hills came up on a burner
And they ain’t wanna let me see my attorney
When I ain’t have nothing to do with it
RyRy gon’ know what to do with it
10K gon’ know what to do with it
LJ gon’ know what to do with it
Buckets gon’ know what to do with it too
But we ain’t have nothing to do with it
Found a hustle did it like it was nothing
Cut the grass and saw who kept it one hundred
Ten toes with my brothers of struggle
I used to let Xans take me way too under
Hate in my soul and my spirit
I had to get rid of it
Started with me and a pyramid
Ain’t spending shit on a bitch I ain't stick
I took a Xan to feel and forget
Turning your back on your family makes you a bitch
Robbing your partner don’t make him a lick
Earned every dollar, she’s spending on glamour and glitz
Wish you could see what she do with a stick
Glam and Glitz
(Yeah-yeah)
I broke bands for this
You’d never understand how it feels
Being this real in the life I live
Down to my last
That shit had me down on my luck
But I’m hustling something’s gotta give
Get me a bag in a bag
Sit back in the back of the Bach
Can’t be that surreal
I’m getting sick and tired of no pay
I’d have the city going up for days
I’d make the city create a parade the shorties could raid
And know it was gang
Pay me in hundreds I don't want change
Look at me same day a double A
Rocking the same fit another day
Fuck it I’ll change when I make a play
I just want money I’m used to the foreign cars
I get a vibe from them bucks
No don’t none of my killers give a fuck
They on point if he dare to try his luck
I can’t let her audition ‘cause she ain’t cut
Claiming she don’t want shit but to play the role
It’s a major comeback when I take a blow
And whatever we come with it ain’t for show
Hate in my soul and my spirit
I had to get rid of it
Started with me and a pyramid
Ain’t spending shit on a bitch I ain't stick
I took a Xan to feel and forget
Turning your back on your family makes you a bitch
Robbing your partner don’t make him a lick
Earned every dollar, she’s spending on glamour and glitz
Wish you could see what she do with a stick
Glam and Glitz
(Yeah-yeah)
I broke bands for this
You’d never understand how it feels
Being this real in the life I live
Down to my last
That shit had me down on my luck
But I’m hustling something’s gotta give
Get me a bag in a bag
Sit back in the back of the Bach
Can’t be that surreal

Written by:
Lilton Crider

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