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Glitter Ain't Gold Lyrics - Artist : Young T & Bugsey
Had to make a lane, you know I heard 'em say
Nothing which is for you tomorrow can be promised today I can see my shot baby, I'm taking a aim Forty deep with all my brothers like Damon Wayans Watch me turn the page, study and learn the game Everything that glitter in the past ain't gon' glitter again Don't you lose yourself shorty, you going astray Don't you lose yourself shorty, you going astray Ay, I'm as humble as it gon' get, I'ma praise for every step Heart filled, I'm blessed, the same when I had less Drug lords and hustlers, I grew up righting the deffs Still say it ain't luck, roll the dice, shuffle the deck See still land on me, fortune in my dreams Thou keep Raheim, still bleed if brother bleed Gucci the 7th week, still study on inner peace I still know that the heaven beneath my momma feet Don't chase no woman if she acting holier than thou I'm kicking game, I gave equivalent to hundred fow Protect your trust, the one you love, the one that sell you out I'm easy booling with my people, still a hundred down I wanna be there when all of my kids are born My daughter, she makes me warm, I'm filtering out the noise I lost a friend and a brother, Lord knows I've mourned Life is short so don't look at no other grass, treat your lawn Had to make a lane, you know I heard 'em say Nothing which is for you tomorrow can be promised today I can see my shot baby, I'm taking a aim Forty deep with all my brothers like Damon Wayans Watch me turn the page, study and learn the game Everything that glitter in the past ain't gon' glitter again Don't you lose yourself shorty, you going astray Don't you lose yourself shorty, you going astray I know the culture of honest living is gone and dated I'm giving gestures of good intentions to make a statement I know the world forsaken, I wish your story didn't end I wish my brodie made it, I can't ignore their faces Want me to Charlamagne it, sit around and talk about it I know the part I'm playing, so it's hard to walk without it I feel an air of uncertainty when we reasoning Can't look for peace in adversity, gotta seek within I tell 'em, go 'head, keep your applause My shorty triple count the bread 'cause niggas come up short I gave them chicken heads a leg, and now they disrespect of course Got my heart on my sleeve just 'cause I'm ready for war We made it out the jungle, now we talking album bundles Don't make me double dribble, help me do a triple double I know you instrumental, way before I gleed the bezel Got your heart embezzled, I share your dream to settle Hm, spirit trial, hm, let it out If it go around, it gon' come around, yeah Pick your ounce, make your sound Sing it loud, humble little child, yeah I'm tryna make ya, make ya see it now I'm gonna say it for the record now Know you gonna get if it's for ya now Just appreciate your blessings now |
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