Lyrics Mistletoe - G.L.A.M.

Mistletoe

Been a hell of year things changed i’m the same i’m surprised that I’m no
different
Everybody feels so alive can’t lie scooby died feel a died with him
Bittersweet everything niggas sour when they see you in a suite though
If I learned one thing everybody cool but everybody ain’t peoples
Rollin' up rollin' up feelin so low solo so I get high
Me and momma used to cash out on cans so we eat til we get buy
Feel so sorry for a female rapper how could you not like me
I don’t really see y’all as competition cause you not like me
Coliseum to civic center everyday for muhfuckin paycheck
Livin on tips manny said «quit» livin off hype I ain’t made yet
Ain’t it funny how they say the game cold but these industry niggas stay in
they feelins
Y’all really tried to bury me it’s cool tho I’ma stay humble y’all can stay
villain’s
So much beautiful shit in front of me homie look at the view how you think I’m
looking back
Put a mistletoe in the back of my pocket so that way you niggas really kiss my
ass (2x)