Glory Lyrics

Cuban links for the time and the pain

Gold ropes for the storm and the rain

Now we up in the game

Getting to it so much stress in my brain

Niggas jealous so it's one in the brain

Like we ain't suppose to be here all the losses we took

When the shipped stopped a little bit these hoe niggas shook

Hoes use to brush me off now they give me that look

Stay away from the judge that's tryna throw you that book

Del Rosa Ave is where this started we was riding the bus

No breakfast we was homeless had to wait till school lunch

Messed up and my family said i wouldn't be nothing

It always the black sheep that always grow to be something

You can't tell i put my life and my soul in this shit

We was fucked up now we getting dough in this bitch

Excuse my french now we stacking up the dough to get rich

I done been through hell a pain my heart when cold in this bitch

To be the greatest of all time watching my team shine

My niggas is big dawgs you niggas is small frys

Stayed on that front line

Perform when it's crunch time

You niggas had y'all turn now niggas it's our time

Shaking off them losses bounce back straight bosses

Playing wit these niggas wrong move and we gone chalk em

Known for bussing moves i don't to much talking

Push to start now remember times when we was walking

Getting to this green like a nigga play for Boston

Cuban links and gold ropes they see us big flossing

They ain't give us shit dawg we had to randy moss em

Oh they finally woke up but now it's gone cost em

Cuban links and gold ropes nigga