Lyrics:
White powder, mayo spread get the toast
Dope daddy bring the mink for the snow
Push them T's but I get it by the O's
You been blessed by the sick
the hood
I'd run away from this bitch and never come back if I could
Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart
to move, had to lose my self-pity
But now I'm back where I can be me
Now let's go back to that playground and remember when
We raced through the days just
shit can control me
I see what they told me
(Ey) Fuck that
I don’t need a friend
I need my freedom and I own that
This world is my playground
And I’m
there
Everything cool but shit ain't sweet
I squeeze the heat and spray everywhere
This that shit i been on been on
Smokin on gas like I'm dead already
went to Harrods, I went to Tower
We met again after many hours
She was stressed by a fact or two
But I hadn't a clue 1st
Chorus:
Glory, glory,
where I came
Or the pain that's inside
But you'll be by my side
When I'm in my glory
I was low though
Couldn't be there for me
Laughin' at me
Now ya
cuz you forced my hand here come pumps now
A lil pimp roc marcy steez trump you little shits
A little bit pressed that most these dickheads never check
Yo I park where da crack at
Heads by packs at
Down in Philly
Where my niggas roll crabs at
Pack gats at
Run up in a label
Take a nigga ass cap
a Melody
Got some good head from a Kennedy
Then I got bugged by a Natalie
I fuck with Marcy she had some felonies
I fell in love with ebonies
A fan
I don't fucking row
What you know
I'm like 'Zo
Got consistent growth
Coming soon, to your city, is the fucking G.O.A.T
Uh
They be like
"MARCY, you
Hypnotize 'em using words I must be psychic
Red light district got me living faster
By definition I'm flirting with disaster
Dead presidents buys a personal
em like a verse and lay em on the beat
Celebrate easter by goin to Cony Island when heap
Just to have a slash out and bang it out on the beach
In
onto my shitty little stage
Oh, I know that it's a lot
I'm sorry, Marcy
No I'm not
As if you knew I'd be losing my shit over you
And the things that I
Shine son like a diamond
I'm harder than one by one
Flew flicker, Crew licker
Shoot quicker, Loot getta
You can't handle this cause I'm the truth nigga
Five star general spit, hush them niggas
I star, why even discuss them niggas?
By far, I'm the shit, flush them niggas
Fuck them niggas, I'm
What crimes u commit, I said none to it
Looked at me n said, you're just not a fit
What? i cant say rhymes?
Cuz i made no crimes?
Tellin me I'm in debt
Marcy
No change is costly
These chains make you bossy
Never have I
Complained at bread in the eyes
Acquired
The way islam conceptualized
Call me
Cause I'm tryna act like a thug from the fucking projects
Marcy projects, like Jay Z, in a rocket
Rockets, Thunders, everybody slumber
Everybody move!
And augment any issue
With the law 10
Toes is what I stand on
Off a tall cliff
I'm a player nigga
Not the type you ball with
Let's upgrade
Save portals
By
where they don't know how to give up laiy laiy
So sad source of hapinness now nah only kai kai
Grant my wishes Oluwa make i tell poverty bye bye
Marcy
pirates on one ship
Breaking through borders to flip over rap shit.
Word of a Chechen as a forged dagger blade.
Always backed by deed and not violated.
wanted some, got it when you see me
Product for the needy, out that bottle by the Genie
With tilapia by the kiwi and lobster by the ziti
I'm Pac when his
and was raised by the stakes I claimed
so I let the rumors
turn me into a legend
‘cause I'm only human
but a good myth is hard to kill
maybe I'm
too
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