The Glory Lyrics - Flatbush Zombies

You see us as winners, when do we ever win? 

When am I even good enough? 

Acknowledge your friends 

Sometimes things get broken and we argue again 

Spent the last 20 minutes holdin' the side of my head 

I'll explain it as takin' cash on culture from the poachers 

Scopin' everything I have, ignorin' all the bullshit that made me mad 

Killin' coral reefs, smoking weed too fast 

Almost got skipped, bitch I read too fast 

I don't bleach my past 

These are the titles G's supposed to have, cold in the summer 

Sweatin' bullets out on Flatbush Ave 

Spirit like I got a platinum plaque, modern acrobat, the mass effect 

I sharp shoot 'em, make them tap the mat, so accurate 

We represent the illest seniors, small demeaners 

Tellin' lies inside this room of cheaters 

Even at the stage of a fetus, I reclaim to repeat this to all my demons 

That's pigeon-holin' your genius and feeding right into weakness 

How can he write his thesis? 

He don't believe in Jesus 

Sweetness, I'm almost speechless, for our future, egregious 

We gotta pick up the pieces shawty, I'm familiar with pain 

Used to play by myself when they considered it lame 

Do this thing by yourself, nothing is ever obtained 

Introverted but I'm emergin' the spark to the flames 

I won't harp on a thing 

I won't causin' the blame, but it's hard to obtain 

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I wanna see you winning 

I wanna see you get the cash 

Wanna see you finish, 

Don't wanna see you wave the flag 

Wanna see you try hard 

wanna see you do it big 

Raining champagne for 

Long as I could get a swig 

I wanna see you winning 

I wanna see you get the cash 

Wanna see you finish, 

Don't wanna see you wave the flag 

Wanna see you try hard 

wanna see you do it big 

Raining champagne for 

Long as I could get a swig 

Photos 

A real friend'll kill you if you asked him to 

Instead of stabbing on the back of you 

Just trying to get ahead 

But you can't spend a dime if you work yourself dead 

We are so deep in love with the sinner but not the sin 

How could she turn my king size into a waterbed? 

Damn, I'm just sayin' 

Kick her out the crib and scream, "Baby come back" 

Then kick her out again, I'm just crazy like that 

Bitches fall in love with a nigga out of his mind 

And I fall so deep into lust with a chick with a big behind 

My ex left cause I ain't got no hits 

I heard her new boyfriend lumpin' her up with his fists 

But hey, you got what you asked for, I'm petty as shit 

That's some food for thought, I let you do the dishes 

I wanna see you winning 

I wanna see you get the cash 

Wanna see you finish, 

Don't wanna see you wave the flag 

Wanna see you try hard 

wanna see you do it big 

Raining champagne for 

Long as I could get a swig 

I'm Faizon with no love, give love with a golden glove 

I'm the man with a golden gun, black man under golden sun 

I'm shinin', Jack Nicholson, wishes where my nickels went 

Kisses on my mistletoes, did I have a Christmas? No 

But I had a misses though, believe me, shoulda vacay'd in Tahiti 

Wishing you were dyin' with me, sweet as hugs and diabetes 

Leave me, love me, touch me, cut me, lustin' 

Fuck me, busty, dusty, old and crusty 

Baby, do you mind if I revise what's in your mind? 

You see my call declined because a certain point in time 

I'm hopin' every line it hits like millimeter nine 

You beggin' me to change, that is a penny to a dime 

The realness in my spirit always gets you every time 

Optimistic like Optimus, we ain't even reached our prime 

Roses are red and violence leads to violins 

End of discussion, I hope that we could still be friends 

Don't take this shit for granted, I'm blessed just like my granny 

Shout out my Uncle Mannie, hey, hi, I hope you winnin' 

Gia, I hope you listenin' 

And Tommy hold your head, man fuck your heart condition 

Rihanna like my big momma, we call Penny Big Momma 

She like a hundred years old, that's a real old timer 

Uncle Karl you in a better place 

Just know the pictures that you took gon' live forever 

And a motherfuckin' day 

Rest in peace Uncle Rob, we miss you, bless your heart 

Rihanna and my grandmomma took me in from the start 

Aunt Marie beatin' cancer, givin' everything she had 

My cousin Calvin showed me swag 

My cousin Hebrew showed me straps 

Me and J used to hustle, he had that white, I had that green 

Who got them pills? We in 4-3, lil niggas on the scene 

God said four knives, that's one for each pocket 

Gonna need nine lives if you get out of pocket 

If I see cousin James, I'll knock his eyes out his socket 

Diamante hold me down like I ain't got a wallet 

Rest in peace to my sweet great-grandma Grace 

I wish my momma was alive, if I could see her face 

My grandfather used to say when I fucked up 

That I was just like my momma, tough love 

I wish I could see my kid way more than I could 

My baby momma holdin' grudges but the court will do good