Lyrics:
made of glass
So let the sun in or those clouds and overcast will never pass
Looking in the mirror and I ask myself the question
Who am I? overtaken by
their fortress
Kidnap the queen, rode away on white horses
Name me king
Name me king
Brick by brick I built my fortress
My queen beautiful, Lamborghini
be stuck in an office
Michael pimped me? I was in the passenger seat
We was comfortable with me 'round, cause I blast my heat
94' I was trying to catch
Got a trap house I be boomin' in, fiends in and out
Cut the J anyway it come nigga, section 8
See we straight, how much money I make
This block [?]
brick
Floor by floor
Bit by bit
Board by board
We’re still building
Building us
Well we made our bed and we still lie in it
Life flies by bout a mile
did sum mathematics, aint adding up,
36 o'z, 27 chro so- 9's is glass,
It figures, when da bricks cum in size o cassettes,
Dey aint tryna work, let
them brass tacks for
A quarter million in tax is what they fuck a nigga up the ass for
The biggest knuckle on my middle finger blast glass jaws
My lap
you all what a brick do
Come and hop in the whip when I slide through (skrrt skrrt)
Trap house we done built us a drive through (drive through)
Got
a brick down in twenties
Make a hundred thousand off a half
Uncle Nate got a .38
Them white hoes sellin' plenty ass
Shit, I was on house arrest
whispers in the breeze
Oh child, please
Who made you in charge?
You aren’t the by and large
Don’t go throwing stones from your glass house
You always seem
Gold bars gold cars
I make money off my grass
I got a gold yard
Glass House and its built on gold block
I got gold draws on and my gold socks
My
the strap out
Got my own blueprint, guess I got it mapped out
Just was on Carolina, standin' in the trap house
Said I wouldn't be shit, think I didn't hear
I live in a glass house
And I throw my stone at you
What goes out must come around
You live in a glass house
You throw your stone at me
What goes out
Rogue Life
Walking round with her ass out
She bout to crash out
Smoking on that good gas
About to pass out
Turn a happy home to a fuckin glass house
slowing down
Faster and I know this town backwards
Lookin' at him different cause he
Boasts with no liquor
In the glass he wet his lips with
Never preach
way until she took me by surprise
This girls got my love
I know who to trust and you got me
Feeling like I'm up
Up, up
House party bring your friends
Here's what my Mama said
She said "Your daddy was a curler too
until he hurried me to bed!"
Well the man who lives in a glass house
He should not throw
Don't cast your stones at my glass house
Don't cast no more stones at my glass house
I'm seeking search and rescue in this rundown bar
I take a blond
the fire from the skies
You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes
Better not compromise, it won't be easy
666 is no longer alone
He's
the fire from the skies
You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes
Better not compromise, it won't be easy
666 is no longer alone
He's
the fire from the skies
You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes
Better not compromise, it won't be easy
666 is no longer alone
He's
bricks like I'm starting War
I O you an explanation
For why I'm drinking
Your goddamn blood donation
Gram said a glass of red a night
Would easily ease in
crash kill the passenger double homicide
We in all black like Amistad
They call my crew old school cause
We walk around with 99s
Millimeters red dot find
when niggas made it fine to cross they partners out
For real, nigga, I ain't rapped in six months
Gee got me out the house fuck it, let's go
I'm
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