Glory ft. Daywalkerz, Doc Wattson, Know Sage & Erika Owen Lyrics

Yo

Daywalkerz

Spizm

Watts and Know Sage

Yo uh

Ya weapon honed to a sharp edge

Gassed you up so much you up

And leapt off a dark ledge

Tuck and roll the landing

Or depend on your hard head

Nah

Even after all the planning you are dead

No one makes it out the city alive

It eats up every generation

And there's plenty supply

Stifle all your aspirations

Shit is killing my vibe

Images dim in my mind

Sipping Jim ten at a time

Heroes and villains blur to fit in the lines

The cynicisms written in the design

Just keep to the grind and it will be fine

It will be fine

It's all gone to waste

Making ends meet

Living inside the city

To the city

Whoa

Coming up short

Everyone on the streets

Glory to the city

To the city

Whoa

Glory

Glory to the city

Yeah

Box cutter to your neck

She said don't make a move

Got no one else

She had nothing to prove

When she in the corner boxed in nothing to lose

Glory claimed another

She on one cause these dudes

Wiling in their coupe on a loop of fiascos

She was a cheeky rascal stacking for cash flows

Unloose her noose took a grip of that lasso

Clapped back quick on the streets she a hassle

Still the house wins when you in the high castle

The sins of the city keep the beasts in attack mode

Thought it was a dream

A crowd swarm the scene

A nightmare from these fiends

Who want smoke like nicotine

Huh

Glory to the city

You've gotta give it some time

And make some room for your life

Then maybe you'll see

The effect you have on me

There's the weight of the world

Got me down on my knees

But what you don't understand

That it's all a dream

Wow

Glory to the city

Whoa

Glory to the city