AIM Billofwright - Glory Lyrics

Gone to be President
When I make it out the crib
I want to buy my dream car
Get a MTV crib
We work we dream big
Put in classes like the pen
Ghetto kids standardized
They testing us not to win

Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up

I won I don't care
Bitch don't touch my hair
Niggas trying to copy the
Style ID Clare
Niggas can't handle the truth
But won't dare
Designer on the devil
Jesus got on black airs
Woo
Girl we a billionaire dollar
Pair
Remarkable to hear
Girl I'm a billion dollar share
Amusement on the track
I parked on Lamphere
My nights exhilarated from
Heights I once feared
One time for the City
You got to live up in it
Go through it to know
The feeling
One time for the City
You got to live up in it
Go through to know the
Feeling nigga
I know you missed me
Doing 90 driving dirty
Car insurance 350
Got the bottles Got the hoes
Know this supposed to be
For kids but this shit could
Get explicit
This worth more than what
You see on television
No reporters this grab City
No enforcements this
Stab City
This mad City
Good kids come and tour and get
Extorted the murder mitten
A fast City
So we praising AIM mixing
In the basement like rap City
2020 to the world
The canvas painted a bad picture
Changing my perception
On my own
Radio tell me that's bad
Vision
I got some issues up to here
And I can't tell you the half
Nigga
Niggas say I'm acting funny
Funny acting and bad critics
My buz a light year
I'm in your ozone
I'm determined on a mission
Life is only for the sinners
So we pray and ask forgiveness
I know life is for the taking
She say life is what we make it
Well instead of wasted talent
Baby can I get you naked
The highest virtue is
Some patience
I been a pro let's f*ck the basics
Billofwright is here proceed
My rap inauguration

This shit here
This right here

Real shit nigga
Hold up
Yeah

Now I been wishing
And dreaming
Dark matter is cold at night
I like to write on my own
Feel the substance
Control the light
Y'all was trying to be cool
Secretly hating
I made the hype
Struck true to myself
Stayed faithful
I rolled the dice
We cut from a different planet
From the hood to institution
We serving like
Captain Planet
Low integrity coherent
I'm not knocking
What I'm hearing
For a certainty in nature
I'm searching for God
Appearance
Fear stronger than love
I know I'm crazy but
I might not know
Much
Who really does
Yall niggas easily squares
I'm speaking eagerly blunt
Thoughts of social security
Give me anxiety
I'm securing me
The jump man moon walking
You believe in testimony
Test it often
It's Billofwright I show
You all my dreams until
Exhausted
Life ain't never what it seem
End of story
Until that day I'm rapped up
In the glory

Hold up
Yeah
A nigga ain't have shit
A nigga couldn't call on nobody
A nigga couldn't even think
About calling on nobody
At all
Turned up looked
Looked up I had the glory

And keep going
Again keep going
And we keep it going again
And keep going
We got to keep it going
And we keep it going again