Glowed Up
I never changed
I glowed up
I thank the pain
I growed up
Hop on the stage
Don't froze up
Froze up froze up
Too much k I might throw up
Jus like I hit the woah
German ting she from cologne
French ting she from Bordeaux
I don't get mad
Make a difference
I lettem think that I'm ignant
Mad how we use to be close
Nowadays we be so distant
Feel like I'm I'm failin dis mission
Pull up we don't need permission
Down bad still had my vision
I told my brothers stay close
No we don't need no division
Made up my mind my decision
What's done is done
Fill up my blunt wid runts
Nowadays do what I want
Smoke up fill up my lungs
I kept it real from the jump
I never changed
I glowed up
I thank the pain
I growed up
Hop on the stage
Don't froze up
Froze up froze up
Too much k I might throw up
Jus like I hit the woah
German ting she from cologne
French ting she from Bordeaux
I stay in the present
My presence a blessing
Bet dat boy not gangsta
I don't talk
Let my boys test
Skyex round da west side
She hit me like what's tha vibe
Tell her pull up on me slide
If it don't work know I tried
Designed my life
Pay for her boobies
Design my wife
Show, drugs, party
Design the night
Might fuck your bitch
In some designer slides
Don't go blind from
The designer lights
Cuh they ain't real
They a facade
I never changed
I glowed up
I thank the pain
I growed up
Hop on the stage
Don't froze up
Froze up froze up
Too much k I might throw up
Jus like I hit the woah
German ting she from cologne
French ting she from Bordeaux
I glowed up
I thank the pain
I growed up
Hop on the stage
Don't froze up
Froze up froze up
Too much k I might throw up
Jus like I hit the woah
German ting she from cologne
French ting she from Bordeaux
I don't get mad
Make a difference
I lettem think that I'm ignant
Mad how we use to be close
Nowadays we be so distant
Feel like I'm I'm failin dis mission
Pull up we don't need permission
Down bad still had my vision
I told my brothers stay close
No we don't need no division
Made up my mind my decision
What's done is done
Fill up my blunt wid runts
Nowadays do what I want
Smoke up fill up my lungs
I kept it real from the jump
I never changed
I glowed up
I thank the pain
I growed up
Hop on the stage
Don't froze up
Froze up froze up
Too much k I might throw up
Jus like I hit the woah
German ting she from cologne
French ting she from Bordeaux
I stay in the present
My presence a blessing
Bet dat boy not gangsta
I don't talk
Let my boys test
Skyex round da west side
She hit me like what's tha vibe
Tell her pull up on me slide
If it don't work know I tried
Designed my life
Pay for her boobies
Design my wife
Show, drugs, party
Design the night
Might fuck your bitch
In some designer slides
Don't go blind from
The designer lights
Cuh they ain't real
They a facade
I never changed
I glowed up
I thank the pain
I growed up
Hop on the stage
Don't froze up
Froze up froze up
Too much k I might throw up
Jus like I hit the woah
German ting she from cologne
French ting she from Bordeaux
Credits
Writer(s): Kekoto Fatti
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