Glory

I got killer in my blood
When it come to ink on paper
Middle fingers up
Please don't talk to me like I give a fuck
It's the endo in my blood
It's the small time, big timer
Soon to be Big Ben
Soon to be top ten
Soon to be hated by the motherfuckers
Who ain't true to the
Image of themselves
They ain't got the balls to be
'Cause I ain't you, you ain't me boy
Don't hate me

I wish the truth ain't cut like diamonds
Grovel through the shit
Just to get what's shining
I'ma get what's mine and
All the rest can find me
Running all the way
'Til death come find me
'Til death come find me
Fuck ceilings
Not even walls confine me



Credits
Writer(s): Hector Moreno
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