Chris Crack - Glow lyrics
rate meI’m a heavier in my space since 1738, I got it for the 44 off Laramie and Lake
Snowflakes on the bottle, no chase, no way
Straight shots, I don’t play, ain’t no berries in my drink
I don’t worry, I just wait, I’m in no hurry for my fate
I’m from the city of broad shoulders, I carry what they can’t
Fuel tank post in park on a terrace by the lake
Jars of willow, bars of silver, all buried in my safe
Like the Fonzo, king of the Congo, my 1 2 combo was wicked, post up
Like why on 2k12 punk they pivot, gonna jump if you wish
Get postal ride unassisted, they roll they eyes, I’m such a polarizing figure
Figuratively speaking it’s hard to figure out what I’m thinking
Figure head since day one, every day is an evening
It’s the cycle in my circle just as long as I’m breathing
When I was a young’in was the hardest
Now that I’m older, be the smartest
Homies keep saying, “Hey, take you music, get the farthest fuck away from here
And show your audience and your critics and your critics
What it took for you to start it”
Where it go, to put cases on brothers who can’t afford them
Had to serve, babies and baby mommas deserve it
I know, living is hard, so we gonna glow
Shine, give you the hard, give you the go
I’m on a play dozing off, I guess I’m fly when I sleep
Till this knife has drown blood it can’t return to its sheath
And this mayhem music will come 70 deep
And the earth is our turf so where the hell are your cleets?
I don’t fuck with niggas ‘cause I’m celibate so buy a bit
Putting out this blaze, yeah, it’s gonna take a fireman
Flying ‘em out to Cali on a Hollywood strip stylin’
We went to Vegas last week, check my mileage
Running laps around these niggas, who is getting tiring?
Haters in the background just watching and admiring
High as the gas price, I’m finna cop a hybrid
How I get around you would swear a nigga cycling
I might as well use my time productive, no “if”, “ends” or “buts”
Back to the days with sack lunches
Not a processor but I do crunch numbers
And it’s more orange guts than I hollow in these parking
When I was a young’in was the hardest
Now that I’m older, be the smartest
Homies keep saying, “Hey, take you music, get the farthest fuck away from here
And show your audience and your critics and your critics
What it took for you to start it”
Where it go, to put cases on brothers who can’t afford them
Had to serve, babies and baby mommas deserve it
I know, living is hard, so we gonna glow
Shine, give you the hard, give you the go
