Glizzy Glo - SoGlo Lyrics

I'm a champion but somehow they still want me to lose
Smoking yo homie out the pack but damn buddy ain't even making the news
I know you hurt if you snooze and you lose
Boy you better stay on your ones and your twos

We leave the kitchen, wash the ditches while I'm busting the moves
My brother got lost in the trenches, he ain't know what to do
You on the other side mad cause I ain't rocking with you
From the sandbox, then niggas got stuck in the booth

I heard he ran out, them niggas tryna run up on who
Say he ain't snitching but them niggas keep on dropping the clues
Damn, I don't want them pussy niggas around me
I pop uppers then forget the downers

I pour up when I'm feeling rowdy
I go up another upper when I'm feeling drowsy
Don't say you love me baby, show me how you feel about me
Cool me down, I might start clutching on my Glock

When I start feeling crowded, get from around me
I'm a champ but I ain't getting my ring, yeah so don't forget about me
If I ain't got it in the house, I'm bout to see if them niggas up in the trenches got it
If you ain't know the shit I'm on, keep that pussy shit from around me bro, forget about it

It's easier to walk away from me than have some faith in me
They drain me from my love, it's crazy how much that they'll take from me
I got a bag and I went out of state for it
You get what you want when you go out your way for me

If I did this shit for you, you'd probably still hate on it
I see you leaving and I dust it out cause they ain't wanna wait on me
Now you mad at me cause I found a way
I can't save a hoe no more cause I can't find my cape

Bitch tryna hit my wood, the bitch can't find her vape
I'ma send that bitch about her way too much time, she tryna confiscate
I ain't got no time to play this shit, ain't got no time for games
Skip all that talking, I got three woods I'm tryna face

Bitch find my lighter, I'm tryna flame
Niggas sending shots and he ain't got no aim
If she don't like me, that bitch must ain't got no taste
Thick ass but slim up in the waist

Get to the crib and I slap dick up in her face
Then I bump back in traffic, I'm tryna get this cake
He probably mad at me cause he's just in the way
I'm finna blow by him, bitch I'm tryna win the race

I'm about my cake, tryna get the anime
Time is his bitch, do whatever I say
Glizzy say I'll gas, f*ck them brakes
He a bitch, he false flag, now he hate me

He bout broke pipes, he ain't even dangerous
If you know 12 can't sentence you, then why the f*ck my name in it
Niggas always hatin' on you and they can't hang with you