Everything Glitter Ain't Gold (feat. Rico the Artist)

Everything glitter ain't gold
All of my hoes cold
Me and the bros talk in code
Chasing gwala on the road
Got this shit under control
Hoe tried to burn me
Oh No
She put me hip over phone
I was on my way home
Peel it and watch it unfold
Them true colors gone show
I'm gone give they ass a show
I'm just balling like a pro
And you niggas moving slow
Yeah I'm rolling I'm on go
Shit get real you hit the floor
I put the glocky to they throat
Niggas know I'm the goat
You boys need a new coach
MVP but team player
I keep my brothers in my prayers
The streets is cold is what I'm saying
You see the picture I'm portraying
If they test me get the spraying
The cost of life is what they paying
I'm somewhere out in Japan

Sick I'm nothing like y'all
A lot of shit getting lame
Everything seem the same
Never cared for the fame
Or even if you knew my name
Till I have to deal with pain
Now I'm just back to my ways
I can't even visit yo grave
I miss you I need to be saved
I'm working on humbling me
Know shit in life ain't free
I ball for my family tree
Shoutout T got my b's
I stacked 10 wasn't seen
Had to escape the scene
Had to escape the dream
Get litty like Mase and Diddy
These bitches be fake and sidity
This whisky so misty I'm empty
On my Grizzley she throw like it frisbee
Know everything glitter ain't gold
Me and Zu been on the road
I told him I got him he know
You niggas be playing yo bros
Losing yo girl for a hoe
So now I'm serving in Mount Clemens
Say it's sour but not lemons
Now she like it's been a minute
Yeah I know I'm chasing chicken
Imma master with no limits
And you still penny pinching
I just like creating tension
Told you niggas mind yo bidness



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Bridgeforth
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