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G Herbo – Glass In The Face Lyrics
G Herbo, A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Where I come from, niggas greezy (grimy), you deceive me (damn) I got rich, I motivate my niggas like I'm Jeezy I can leave the house, get caught without my gun, easy Honestly I know nobody, but my son need me (youngin) I went broke to see you eat, I know you don't believe me Just be patient with me bae, I know you wanna leave me Took my heart from off my sleeve, replaced it with somthin' freezy (woo) Knee deep in them trenches toting 40 Glocks with deezy Walking through the valley of the shadows (shadows) All these niggas shallow (pussies) I'm with apes, these niggas snakes and shit, I see they rattles Niggas singing like A Boogie, man I hear they high notes Hit my niggas out in High Bridge if they wanna battle You ain't really living like that pussy, why you lie for? (F*ck) Eye for eye, so the same shit I cry over, I die for Make you famous, if we pull your name, something like a raffle (make you famous) How you trust a Adam told her she gonna bite the apple Glass in the face (glass in the face) Rolex fucking up my eye sight I make your ass look away (your ass look away) F*ck it, they put a bag on my head I put a bag on your face (bag on your face) Baby, you ain't got to take a cab, nah I'll put your ass in a Wraith (your ass in a Wraith) I don't wanna go in the club if they ain't letting me in with the ratchet I can never even trust again, 'cause I know niggas be nasty You know my jacket is Balmain and I got the denim to match it I swear I don't wanna be broke again, nah, I can only imagine I remember I, I I ain't have no money standing on the block I remember why, why Nigga wasn't really tryna make no money I was chasing homicide (f*ck) If one of my niggas died then yours can't come outside I ain't really thinking about that no more, I listen now It's a million or more, my vision now Big ass crib out in Bel Air Hills Everybody get a plate in my kitchen now I be setting up place for a whole lot of M's Did the same last year, and I'm richer now Last time I seen bro, had a bustdown Patek And they got shot lit for a Richard now And my car go, whoo like a whistler Pop out, ten chains on like a prisoner And I could've been a statistic Now I can teach a young nigga about business Speaking of business, please do not be no witness Mind it, no we do not leave no witness How the f*ck is it hard to find nigga like me? I'm not hiding Glass in the face (glass in the face) Rolex fucking up my eye sight I make your ass look away (your ass look away) F*ck it, they put a bag on my head I put a bag on your face (bag on your face) Baby, you ain't got to take a cab, nah I'll put your ass in a Wraith (your ass in a Wraith) I don't wanna go in the club if they ain't letting me in with the ratchet I can never even trust again, 'cause I know niggas be nasty You know my jacket is Balmain and I got the denim to match it I swear I don't wanna be broke again, nah, I can only imagine