Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Glass Egg, artist - Wale. Album song The Album About Nothing, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Maybach
Song language: English
The Glass Egg |
Although beautiful matrimony is a rapper balancing your women, your riches and |
at least half your homies |
You’re at the top, don’t crack! |
I’ve been doing my own thing |
And they said don’t never change |
And I pray I stay the same |
Want everything for everybody 'round me |
I’ve been doing my own thing |
And we said we’d never change |
And I pray we stay the same |
Fame changin' everybody 'round me |
OK, good business with mad friends (and we said we’d never change) |
But bad business with mad friends, aha, glass egg |
Used to be my homie, me and you was chillin' |
Now that shit got cold like the OG with that finger roll |
That Spur, probably cop it, cause the more I drink Wallace |
And it’s worse when they even in their fillings of your pockets |
Then I got my deal |
Started wondering if them peoples with me are for real |
Mmm, I figure them’ll do it, not us |
Mmm, the bond was thick, now just the blot is |
And isn’t it ironic, getting a name can make you anonymous |
My newest of hobbies, collecting calls from the lock-ups |
Tell em I know he’s so sick of the walls, when he get home, he going shopping |
Mmm, look at the time that caught us |
Talked to the Times when younger and made me get my life in order |
Real in it for life, but now look at the price |
But now look at that register, everything in here slight |
Mmm, cause I’m John doing a hype |
Look at how the moral of the story, but don’t see its advice |
It’s right, it’s like life is like a glass egg |
Tryna maintain while coming to fame and keeping your last friends |
Yeah, you know that balance of |
Cause who on your back or who got your back |
I promise the line is this thin really |
You know that balance of |
Cause who on your back or who got your back |
I promise the line is this thin |
(I got this glass egg somehow on the top of this, balanced, on the top of this |
mountain, you know? |
I don’t know how I got it there exactly, but I see it’s there and I got to end |
this with the right feeling) |
OK, good business with mad friends (and we say we never change) |
But bad business with mad friends, aha, glass egg |
Look at the years invested, who would have figured or guessed it (pa) |
Look at you there since Contra kept the code but you’ve got extra men |
Told you I would get this straight, told you once i got big |
It’s lonely at the top by the population looking in, ahh |
Then I got my deal |
Started wondering if them peoples with me are for real (sometimes the mighty |
let the devil in) |
Yeah, now salutations to my former friends |
Forming to form against me is currently your form of defense |
And now it hurts me to say, sometimes your sandbox friends equipped for dirty |
exchange, now was it |
or that bling in a hurt or sustain at curtain calls, one of two that either boo |
or bouquets, so was it |
Worth of your fam or worth all tha fame |
Exchange your personal relationships for personal gains |
I’m telling you, balance is a bitch |
Cause when you’re back, who got your back |
I promise the line is this thin, really, uh |
I’m telling you, balance is a bitch |
Cause who on your back, and who got your back |
Sometimes that line don’t exist, I’m out |