The Glorious Five

Uh, yeah We gon' let this shit rock Hey That's the Cole, "Hey" from back in the day Hey, yeah Just a youngin' with a dream Tryna get this money, yeah I'm tryin' get this cream Not a lot know what I mean, for this rap shit I'm a fiend Not one to talk about poppin' pills and sippin' lean Just a passin' for pussy I'm tryin' to get up in the spleen This is my mentality rappin' at nineteen Back in Maryland just tryin' to break out on the scene Buyin' fake chains at the mall so girls be like, "Ooh, he clean" Day dreams that my life is like a movie scene Sippin' liquor, puffin' green so obsene Riddin' 'round the city with my homies in a gat We was lookin' for trouble now where's it at Paint the picture like Picasso, matter fact like Sam Spratt Even younger I was trippin' skippin' school writin' raps Never on the road but on the roll like them craps Check the facts Endless rhyme books in my back pack Like that, uh I guess I acted out from lack of a father figure Go figure performin' at open mics wishin' I could go bigger I was never in it for the money like a gold digger Every time my daddy call me he be like, "Ayo nigga, where the money at?" Now that's what he say, little boy you know you know I saw you on a PJ When you gon' fly me out, when you gon' smoke me out Always throw the mans out, motherfuck a hand out All I ever wanted was a daddy But that man priority was huggin' with a fatty But I'm glad he did, 'cause that made me who I am Now I'm the man I always wish he would've been And never started smokin' crack, imagine just what could've been, damn Always felt like somethin' it was missin' Wish we could have played catch, had talks, and went fishin' But had no one there to listen Now I feel like my life mission is to be the best dad when the time comes For my daughter and my son when the time come Teach them 'bout their heritage and where they come from Teach them 'bout their family history and then some I've been on the grind tryna find my way People come and go but I'ma be the one to stay People tell me I should let my light get away Heaven knows that I'm gonna make it one day I've been on the grind tryna find my way People come and go but I'ma be the one to stay People tell me I should let my light get away Heaven knows that I'm gonna make it one day Yeah, yeah Bobby don't do it to 'em You're beautiful and you don't gotta prove it to 'em Come on, come on, Bobby you ain't shit though Why your personality be split though? One minute it's PLP, the next that shit be slit throats Devil and an angel on my shoulder that's my conscious Greatest rapper alive but never actin' Pontius Keep yourself in check like a dollar amount You ain't better than nobody based on your dollar amount Yeah you've grown accustomed to the lifestyle but you're never boujee Now you never brand new, no it's never who's he See I hate when I get recognized And while the fan is hypnotized I'm approached by random guys who feel the need to emphasize I don't know who you are I reply, "I'm a gentlemen and a fuckin' rap star" Put your lighters in the sky if you got 'em This for anybody that feel like they at the bottom Nobody to tell 'em they special, you know I got 'em Nobody there to tell them they love 'em, well I got 'em, uh No matter where you go you gotta persevere Ain't no fuckin' around, ain't no makin' a sound you just gotta murder the fear Yeah I've been thinkin' about it, been tryna get out of it Fuck what I'm thinkin' it's time to break out of it Findin' myself in the thick and the debt of it Had a bit and I knew wanted to murder the son And I'm ready to get it, motherfuck a critic, I'm livin' my life and I've been on the grind tryna find my way (yeah) People come and go but I'ma be the one to stay (yeah) People tell me I should let my light get away (oh yeah) Heaven knows I'm gonna make it one day (oh yeah) I've been on the grind tryna find my way (ah) People come and go but I'ma be the one to stay (yeah) People tell me I should let my light get away (yeah) All I know is I'm gonna make it one day Yeah