For the Glow
Just wanna let you know I could do this on my own
You saw me at a low and still you left me all alone
So I gotta let you go cause now a nigga knows you don't love me for me
You're just round me for the glow, oh, and It shows, oh
You're cold, bro, I'm froze tho'
Shit you know tho' you can smell the kush on me through the photo
I stay posted up like a local, can't fuck with the vibe or the mojo
I don't need you, rather ride dolo
I see what you're doing it's so so but it can't compete with this
Heard you talking shit, so I might steal your bitch
I'm not tryna' get rich no, I'm just tryna have fun, yeah
Throwing ones with the days one, yeah
Fucking this bitch till I cum, yeah
Take a couple shots from the jump, but I talk too much when I'm drunk
Man I hate when niggas tryna stunt, like is your time of the month
We use to be cool, you use to be cool, but then you changed up and switched up your crew
If that's what you want, then that's what you do, I don't care
Fall off of your P's and Q's, I don't care
I don't care 'bout what you do I'm aware
I see how you move small circles, and you're not in the loop
I just wanna let you know I could do this on my own
You saw me at a low and still you left me all alone
So I gotta' let you 'cause now a nigga knows, you don't love me for me
You're just round me for the glow
I just wanna let you know I could do this on my own
You saw me at a low and still you left me all alone
So I gotta' let you 'cause now a nigga knows, you don't love me for me
You're just round me for the glow
Wasn't even hard for me to notice, I don't need bifocals
And I got the trifecta produced it rapped it and wrote it
Still slurring words 'cause the potion
I could see you going through the motions
I could see the things that you hold in, I can see you through those fake ass emotions
I can see you ain't about the bro shit
Cups in the air, yours on the coaster
We had our up and downs, no more roller coaster
I see you though the smoke, you know I'm a smoker
I keep me a bat, I know you're joker
So cut throat, on your neck like a choker
Still posted up chilling like a poster
Ready for a fight nigga step closer
You saw me at a low and still you left me all alone
So I gotta let you go cause now a nigga knows you don't love me for me
You're just round me for the glow, oh, and It shows, oh
You're cold, bro, I'm froze tho'
Shit you know tho' you can smell the kush on me through the photo
I stay posted up like a local, can't fuck with the vibe or the mojo
I don't need you, rather ride dolo
I see what you're doing it's so so but it can't compete with this
Heard you talking shit, so I might steal your bitch
I'm not tryna' get rich no, I'm just tryna have fun, yeah
Throwing ones with the days one, yeah
Fucking this bitch till I cum, yeah
Take a couple shots from the jump, but I talk too much when I'm drunk
Man I hate when niggas tryna stunt, like is your time of the month
We use to be cool, you use to be cool, but then you changed up and switched up your crew
If that's what you want, then that's what you do, I don't care
Fall off of your P's and Q's, I don't care
I don't care 'bout what you do I'm aware
I see how you move small circles, and you're not in the loop
I just wanna let you know I could do this on my own
You saw me at a low and still you left me all alone
So I gotta' let you 'cause now a nigga knows, you don't love me for me
You're just round me for the glow
I just wanna let you know I could do this on my own
You saw me at a low and still you left me all alone
So I gotta' let you 'cause now a nigga knows, you don't love me for me
You're just round me for the glow
Wasn't even hard for me to notice, I don't need bifocals
And I got the trifecta produced it rapped it and wrote it
Still slurring words 'cause the potion
I could see you going through the motions
I could see the things that you hold in, I can see you through those fake ass emotions
I can see you ain't about the bro shit
Cups in the air, yours on the coaster
We had our up and downs, no more roller coaster
I see you though the smoke, you know I'm a smoker
I keep me a bat, I know you're joker
So cut throat, on your neck like a choker
Still posted up chilling like a poster
Ready for a fight nigga step closer
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Writer(s): Kirkland Jackson
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