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The Glorious Five

 

The Glorious Five

(album: Young Sinatra IV - 2018)


Yeah
We gon' let this shit rock
Hey
That's the Cole hey from back in the day
Hey, yeah

Just a younging with a dream
Tryna get this money, yeah, I'm trying get this cream
Not a lot know what I mean, for this rap shit I'm a fiend
Not one to talk about popping pills and sipping lean
Just a passion for pussy, I'm trying to get up in the spleen
This is my mentality rapping at nineteen
Back in Maryland just trying to break out on the scene
Buying fake chains at the mall so girls be like "Ooh, he clean"
Daydreams that my life is like a movie scene
Sipping liquor, puffing green, so obscene
Ride around the city with my homies in a gat
We was looking for trouble, now where's it at?
Paint the picture like Picasso, matter fact like Sam Spratt
Even younger I was tripping skipping school writing raps
Never on the road but on the roll like them craps
Check the facts
Endless rhyme books in my backpack
Like that, uh
I guess I acted out from lack of a father figure
Go figure, performing at open mics wishing I could go bigger
I was never in it for the money like a gold digger
Every time my daddy call me he be like, "Ayo nigga, where the money at?"
Yeah, that's what he'd say, "Little boy, you know you know I saw you on a PJ
When you gon' fly me out, when you gon' smoke me out?"
Always throw demands out, motherfuck a handout
All I ever wanted was a daddy
But that man priority was hugging with a fatty
But I'm glad he did 'cause it made me who I am
Now I'm the man that I always wish he would've been
And never started smoking crack; imagine just what could have been, damn
Always felt like something it was missing
Wish we could have played catch, had talks, and went fishing
But had no one there to listen
Now it feel like my life mission is to be the best dad when the time come
For my daughter and my son when the time come
Teach 'em 'bout their heritage and where they come from
Teach 'em 'bout their family history and then some

I've been on the grind trying find my way (Ayo, ayo ayy)
People come and go but I'ma be the one to stay (Ayo, ayo ayy)
People tell me I should live my life their way (Ayo, ayo ayy)
All I know is that I'm gonna make it one day (Ayo, ayo ayy)
I've been on the grind trying find my way (Ayo, ayo ayy)
People come and go but I'ma be the one to stay (Ayo, ayo ayy)
People tell me I should live my life their way (Ayo, ayo ayy)
All I know is that I'm gonna make it one day (Ayo, ayo ayy)

Yeah, yeah
Bobby, don't do it to 'em
You're beautiful and you don't gotta prove it to 'em
Come on, come on Bobby, you ain't shit though
Why your personality be split though?
One minute it's PLP, the next that shit be slit throats
Devil and an angel on my shoulder, that's my conscious
Greatest rapper alive but never acting Pontius
Keep yourself in check like a dollar amount
You ain't better than nobody based on your dollar amount
Yeah, you've grown accustomed to the lifestyle but you're never bougie
Nah, you never brand new, no it's never who's he
See, I hate when I get recognized
And while the fan is hypnotized
I'm approached by random guys who feel the need to emphasize
"I don't know who you are"
I reply "I'm a gentleman and a fucking rap star"
Put your lighters in the sky if you got 'em
This for anybody that feel like they're at the bottom
Nobody to tell 'em they're special, you know I got 'em
Nobody there to tell them they love them, well I got 'em
Uh, no matter where you go you gotta persevere
Ain't no fucking around
Ain't no making a sound
No you just gotta murder the fear
Yeah I've been thinking about it, been tryna get out of it
Fuck what I'm thinking, it's time to break out of it
Finding myself in the thick and the debt of it
Had a bit and I knew wanted to murder the son
And I'm ready to get it, motherfuck a critic, I'm living my life and

I've been on the grind trying find my way (Ayo, ayo ayy) (Uh, yeah)
People come and go but I'ma be the one to stay (Ayo, ayo ayy) (Yeah)
People tell me I should live my life their way (Ayo, ayo ayy) (Oh yeah)
All I know is that I'm gonna make it one day (Ayo, ayo ayy) (Oh yeah)
I've been on the grind trying find my way (Ayo, ayo ayy, ah) (Oh)
People come and go but I'ma be the one to stay (Ayo, ayo aye) (Like yeah)
People tell me I should live my life their way (Ayo, ayo aye) (Yeah)
All I know is that I'm gonna make it one day (Ayo, ayo aye) (Uh, yeah)

done

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