Kanye West - The Glory lyrics

Kanye Omari West

[Kanye West - The Glory lyrics]

In my soul gonna take you to the glory
Goal, in my mind I can't study war, yeah my
I can't study war, yeah my
I can't study war, yeah my
I can't study war, yeah my

Now where the South Side?
I can't study no, yeah my
I can't study no, yeah my
Now where the West Side?
I can't study no, yeah my
I can't study no, yeah my

Can I talk my shit again? Even
If I don't hit again?
Dog, are you fucking kidding?
My hat, my shoes, my coat
Louis Vuitton stitch
With Donatella Versace, that's Louis Vuitton
Bitch i think Hennessy, I drink, I'm gone
Off that Bacardi Limon and Corona, I'm zonin'
Class back in session so I upped it a grade
In two years, Dwayne Wayne became Dwyane Wade
And hey please don't start me
I'm like Gnarls Barkley meets Charles Barkley
I'm pop the Barkers, I'm hood the Parkers
While y'all was in limbo, I raised the bar up
I touched on everything married to the game
Rock a chain 'steada wedding ring
Y'all bridesmaids catch the garter
On nights when 'Ye romance
Cameras flash so much
That I gotta do that Yayo dance
I'm on a world tour with Common, my man
After each and every show
A couple dykes in the van it's easy
The hood love to listen to Jeezy and Weezy
And, oh yeah, Yeezy, I did it for the glory

Yeah my i can't study no, yeah my
I can't study no, yeah my the glory
I can't study no, yeah my
I can't study no, yeah my
I did it for the glory
I can't study no, yeah my
I can't study no, yeah my the glory
I can't study no, yeah my
I can't study no, yeah my

What I'm supposed to do now? Man
The game all messed up
How I'm suppose to stand out
When everybody get dressed up? So, yeah
At the Grammys I went ultra Travolta
Yeah, that tuxedo might have
Been a little guido but with my ego
I can stand there in a Speedo
And be looked at like a fucking hero
The glory, the story, the chain, the polo
The night
The grind, the empty bottles of No-Doz
Tank on empty, whipping my momma Volvo
I spent that gas money on clothes with logos
The fur is Hermes, shit that you don't floss
The Goyard so hard, man, I'm Hugo's boss
Why I gotta ask what that TUDOR cost?
House on the hill, two doors from Tracee Ross
And I'm asking 'bout her girlfriends, yeah
The dark skin'ed ones
She asking 'bout the speed boats, yeah
I admit we rented 'em
When you meet me in person
What do you feel like?
I know, I know, I look better in real life
I hear people compare themselves to big a lot
You know, BIG and Pac, you know to get it hot
I guess after I live
I wanna be compared to BIG
Any one: Big Pun, Big L or Notorious
'Till then
Get money and stunt and stay glorious
And I'm gonna stop killing these niggas
Soon as the chorus hit
Yeah, I'ma stop killing these niggas
Soon as the chorus hit, uh
These haters be killing themselves
They wanna come and get the glory

Yeah my i can't study no, yeah my
I can't study no, yeah my the glory
I can't study no, yeah my
I can't study no, yeah my
Now where the South Side?
I can't study no, yeah my
I can't study no, yeah my
Now where the West Side?
I can't study no, yeah my
I can't study no, yeah my

I can't study war, yeah my
I can't study war, yeah my
I can't study war, yeah my
I can't study war, yeah my

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