Westside Gunn, Estee Nack - Bobby Rhude lyrics

[Westside Gunn, Estee Nack - Bobby Rhude lyrics]

Brra (Woah) griselda
The glory brra
Brra, son (yeah)

Before our very eyes
The heroin game became somethin' else
Somethin' for wealth
Whip the work and leave hunnids of welts
It hurts when your friends become addicts
And don't want any help (Man)
Rest in peace my nigga that died
With his gun in his belt
We tried and tested (Spin out here)
Mind detect the mind, my destiny
Makе the right investments
Bitchеs see me and askin'
All kind of questions teflon vest
(Fuck outta here)
Shorty in designer dresses
She buggin' out all the time, stressed
(Damn, mama)
Fuck if I'm impressed with you lil' niggas
Minor flexes (Fuck outta here)
Sign the checks and then fly to Texas
Shining necklace two or three shit's
My name and rank is too prestigious
(I'm the God)
I'm never fallin' off or runnin'
Out of gas reason (Never)
Niggas eager to do me like
Judas'll do to Jesus (Uh, huh)
Brutus was backstabbed
His best friend Julius Caesar
The empire rise and fall (Niggas is snakes)
Taught a few niggas who legends
Now how to ball (That's a fact)
The thought of livin' luxury
Had us by the balls (Adlibs)
Came a long way from beatin' Percocet
Fiends in the alley with Tylenols

The glory (Woah)
The glory (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm so proud of myself, I never fell victim
(Nah) some niggas never comin' up
Out the penal system (Swear to God, nigga)
Some niggas used to be dons
Now they sniffin' downers (It's crazy)
Dominican niggas with power that brought
In bricks of powder
I'm in the Fontainebleau lobby
Drinkin' whiskey sours

The glory (Uh, huh)
The glory (You know what I'm sayin'?)
(That's how it feel, baby
You know what I'm sayin'?)
(We go hard for ours, dawg
You know what I mean?) the glory (yeah)

Gloria Estefan as a neighbor
That's the ambition, hands glisten
Hunnid grand missions, now the fans wishin'
To see who Daddy Nack Mandela be hittin'
Japan shittin' (Uh, huh)
Son, I got at least two bad bitches
OnlyFans clickin' (We gettin' money)
You wouldn't tell by the look of my trap
You're standin' in an advanced kitchen
(Servin' slabs) i'm gram pitchin'
FBI circuit's jammed and glitchin'
(doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
Niggas see me, they whinin' and bitchin'
(Fuck wrong wit' you?)

The glory (Ha ha ha) the glory (yeah)

I'm nothin' like the rest of these
Niggas with the same story aim the 40
(Baow) , infinite bankrolls, share
The vision with her, take a seat
Give me a few minutes
Let me explain the story
(Let me break it down to you)
You'll be surprised what niggas ready to
Sacrifice for the fame and glory (For real)
Peace to the legends that came before me
(yeah)

Glory (yeah)
The glory (Followin' the digit's, man)
(That shit lethal)

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