Glamorouss

Goddamn my life is so glamorous
Surrounded by money, and cameras
That Hollywood life would do damages
Cut you deep down with no bandages
Goddamn my life is so glamorous
That Hollywood life would do damages

But nobody is painting this picture
‘Cause we on devices, and throw out the canvas
Fuck who the greatest soon as I drop it they play it
Ain’t stacking no cheese, I serrate it
All of your shit is outdated
You bring me the beef I filet it
Deon bring me the beat, I’ll replay it
Bobby you know he gon’ slay it
Just me and the homie we faded
Prolly’ wanna take my life
Emcee wanna take my spot
But they don’t givе a damn, what I got
Might get got but then again not
I drop beats on thе MP from the MD
I’ma beat them to death, like No ID
Streets from the MV, wanna kill me
‘Cause I made a lot of money and I’m still mean
Lot of dollar bills don’t thrill me, know somebody feel me
Not Logic but the real me under the surface
I’m rhyming with purpose I know I ain’t perfect
I’m kirking you irking me?
All these go-getters ain’t what they assert to be
I am the universe you Captain Kirking me
Nothing but regurgitated far from innovative
I made it, I’m hated, I’m feeling elated

Man fuck who the greatest, soon as I drop it they play it
Ain’t stacking no cheese I serrate it
All of your shit it outdated
You bring me the beef I filet it
Deon bring me the beat I’ll replay it
Bobby you know he gon’ slay it
Just me and the homie we faded

Fuck my Rolex, fuck my roller deck
We living in a Matrix, we living in a Holiday
Watch how you talk to people, everything you do effect
Treat people with love, treat people with kindness
Treat them with respect
Innovate, innovate set to kill and disintegrate
Innovate, innovate, set to kill and disintegrate
Ready set come up for your neck
Ace in the deck, noose around your neck
And if that come and take a leg like a payphone
Better pray for ‘em keep it A1 for my day ones
People hating on the internet but in a person
They the same ones, suck my dick
Talking about Bobby and you know I love the way I spit
Know goddamn well they don’t really give shit
And they be like: Can I get one for the Gram? You’re the man
Let me shake your hand I mean, I’m a really big fan
No I am, I’m a stan off camera

Goddamn my life is so glamorous
Surrounded by money, and cameras
That Hollywood life would do damages
Cut you deep down with no bandages
Goddamn my life is so glamorous
That Hollywood life would do damages