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Suave Toronto - Glare Lyrics



Suave Toronto - Glare Lyrics
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I don't talk, we ain't cool, you can compliment my hair
I don't text, I'm a fool, you can catch me in the glare
(SRRY)
I got enemies that held me up, they want me dead though
I've been on a skeem, I'm flipping hard, I need to cash out
I've been seeing all those faces, I cannot trust that yo
How do we blow up? When niggas wanna' be on death row!
I can't sleep, barely eat, I smoked an ounce I'm dead bro
I don't know yet, I don't know man, I don't know, I'm that gone
No phony shit, I'm back to grits, I need this money that's all
I jumped on planes, I met with strangers, I was picking up my phone
20 thousand on me chillin', I'm in queens I'm hittin' more
All these killas' be around me, and I wasn't worried no
Hoеs flexed up on the kid, thеy really wanna' set me up
Kick them bitches out my mansion, that I hit, don't give a f*ck
This my money, this my shit, I'm smoking on that Cali dro'
I'm impressed by the views, shit I need me one out here
I don't talk, we ain't cool, you can compliment my hair
I won't text, I'm a fool, you can catch me in the glare
Cut my momma from my life, and No I do not want you there
I was dealing with the trife, when I was growing up, ain't fair
Shit I almost took my life, but look I'm good, now don't compare
There's a lot of subtle things, I should of left up in the air
Now I'm swervin' in a 100 thousand dollar car, oh yeah
Care about nothing with the top down, It be windy by the pier
Out in Venice smoking premium, and eating lobster tail
When I landed, I'm not needed 'em, It's easy when you here
100 thousand way to get it, money's easy no arrears
If it's bussin', then it's bussin', if it's not don't be too scared
25k sitting and lots the 100 crisp but I don't care
And they wonder why they not, and they wonder why I'm here
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I don't talk, we ain't cool, you can compliment my hair
I don't text, I'm a fool, you can catch me in the glare
(SRRY)
I got enemies that held me up, they want me dead though
I've been on a skeem, I'm flipping hard, I need to cash out
I've been seeing all those faces, I cannot trust that yo
How do we blow up? When niggas wanna' be on death row!
I can't sleep, barely eat, I smoked an ounce I'm dead bro
I don't know yet, I don't know man, I don't know, I'm that gone
No phony shit, I'm back to grits, I need this money that's all
I jumped on planes, I met with strangers, I was picking up my phone
20 thousand on me chillin', I'm in queens I'm hittin' more
All these killas' be around me, and I wasn't worried no
Hoеs flexed up on the kid, thеy really wanna' set me up
Kick them bitches out my mansion, that I hit, don't give a f*ck
This my money, this my shit, I'm smoking on that Cali dro'
I'm impressed by the views, shit I need me one out here
I don't talk, we ain't cool, you can compliment my hair
I won't text, I'm a fool, you can catch me in the glare
Cut my momma from my life, and No I do not want you there
I was dealing with the trife, when I was growing up, ain't fair
Shit I almost took my life, but look I'm good, now don't compare
There's a lot of subtle things, I should of left up in the air
Now I'm swervin' in a 100 thousand dollar car, oh yeah
Care about nothing with the top down, It be windy by the pier
Out in Venice smoking premium, and eating lobster tail
When I landed, I'm not needed 'em, It's easy when you here
100 thousand way to get it, money's easy no arrears
If it's bussin', then it's bussin', if it's not don't be too scared
25k sitting and lots the 100 crisp but I don't care
And they wonder why they not, and they wonder why I'm here
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Writer: J R, J Robertson
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Performed By: Suave Toronto
Language: English
Length: 1:58
Written by: J R, J Robertson

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