Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Glorious Five, artist - Logic. Album song YSIV, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DEF JAM, Universal Music
Song language: English
The Glorious Five |
Yeah |
We gon' let this shit rock |
Hey |
That’s the Cole hey from back in the day |
Hey, yeah |
Just a youngin' with a dream |
Tryna get this money, yeah, I’m tryin' get this cream |
Not a lot know what I mean, for this rap shit I’m a fiend |
Not one to talk about poppin' pills and sippin' lean |
Just a passion for pussy, I’m tryin' to get up in the spleen |
This is my mentality rappin' at nineteen |
Back in Maryland just tryin' to break out on the scene |
Buyin' fake chains at the mall so girls be like «Ooh, he clean» |
Daydreams that my life is like a movie scene |
Sippin' liquor, puffin' green, so obscene |
Ride around the city with my homies in a gat |
We was lookin' for trouble, now where’s it at? |
Paint the picture like Picasso, matter fact like Sam Spratt |
Even younger I was trippin' skippin' school writin' raps |
Never on the road but on the roll like them craps |
Check the facts |
Endless rhyme books in my backpack |
Like that, uh |
I guess I acted out from lack of a father figure |
Go figure, performin' at open mics wishin' I could go bigger |
I was never in it for the money like a gold digger |
Every time my daddy call me he be like, «Ayo nigga, where the money at?» |
Yeah, that’s what he’d say, «Little boy, you know you know I saw you on a PJ |
When you gon' fly me out, when you gon' smoke me out?» |
Always throw demands out, motherfuck a handout |
All I ever wanted was a daddy |
But that man priority was huggin' with a fatty |
But I’m glad he did 'cause it made me who I am |
Now I’m the man that I always wish he woulda been |
And never started smokin' crack; |
imagine just what could have been, damn |
Always felt like somethin' it was missin' |
Wish we could have played catch, had talks, and went fishin' |
But had no one there to listen |
Now it feel like my life mission is to be the best dad when the time come |
For my daughter and my son when the time come |
Teach 'em 'bout they heritage and where they come from |
Teach 'em 'bout they family history and then some |
I’ve been on the grind tryin' find my way (Ayo, ayo ayy) |
People come and go but I’ma be the one to stay (Ayo, ayo ayy) |
People tell me I should live my life they way (Ayo, ayo ayy) |
All I know is that I’m gonna make it one day (Ayo, ayo ayy) |
I’ve been on the grind tryin' find my way (Ayo, ayo ayy) |
People come and go but I’ma be the one to stay (Ayo, ayo ayy) |
People tell me I should live my life they way (Ayo, ayo ayy) |
All I know is that I’m gonna make it one day (Ayo, ayo ayy) |
Yeah, yeah |
Bobby, don’t do it to 'em |
You’re beautiful and you don’t gotta prove it to 'em |
Come on, come on Bobby, you ain’t shit though |
Why your personality be split though? |
One minute it’s PLP, the next that shit be slit throats |
Devil and an angel on my shoulder, that’s my conscious |
Greatest rapper alive but never actin' Pontius |
Keep yourself in check like a dollar amount |
You ain’t better than nobody based on your dollar amount |
Yeah, you’ve grown accustomed to the lifestyle but you never bougie |
Nah, you never brand new, no it’s never who’s he |
See, I hate when I get recognized |
And while the fan is hypnotized |
I’m approached by random guys who feel the need to emphasize |
«I don’t know who you are» |
I reply «I'm a gentleman and a fuckin' rap star» |
Put your lighters in the sky if you got 'em |
This for anybody that feel like they at the bottom |
Nobody to tell 'em they special, you know I got 'em |
Nobody there to tell them they love them, well I got 'em |
Uh, no matter where you go you gotta persevere |
Ain’t no fuckin' around, ain’t no makin' a sound, no you just gotta murder the |
fear |
Yeah I’ve been thinkin' about it, been tryna get out of it |
Fuck what I’m thinkin', it’s time to break out of it |
Findin' myself in the thick and the debt of it |
Had a bit and I knew wanted to murder the son |
And I’m ready to get it, motherfuck a critic, I’m livin' my life and |
I’ve been on the grind tryin' find my way (Ayo, ayo ayy) (Uh, yeah) |
People come and go but I’ma be the one to stay (Ayo, ayo ayy) (Yeah) |
People tell me I should live my life they way (Ayo, ayo ayy) (Oh yeah) |
All I know is that I’m gonna make it one day (Ayo, ayo ayy) (Oh yeah) |
I’ve been on the grind tryin' find my way (Ayo, ayo ayy, ah) (Oh) |
People come and go but I’ma be the one to stay (Ayo, ayo aye) (Like yeah) |
People tell me I should live my life they way (Ayo, ayo aye) (Yeah) |
All I know is that I’m gonna make it one day (Ayo, ayo aye) (Uh, yeah) |