(Young Jefe Homes)
(Congratulations)
Pocket full of blue faces, they still ****ing hatin'
I came from the bottom, had to ****ing take it
No I ain't never trippin' if I do I tie my laces
Cause death is guaranteed and your life is what you make it
When you shinin' too hard you can see it in their faces
Still standing on them couches with them ****ing aces
Boy behind the smile know you makin' funny faces
It takes a real bitch to tell you congratulations
Look here I'm a boss my bitch you all fraud
For ten grand large my bitch he take you off
Young Jefe, I'm a God, them bitches, they praise the Lord
I'm really from the trap you grew up in your garage
Boy, you need to stop, yeah, put that shit in park
Monday I'm in Off-white, Tuesday Saint-Laurent
But this ain't what you want nah this ain't what you want
Bitch got mad at me, wanna hit it from the front
And everything I do now yeah, I do it for my son
I do it for my lil bro, I do it for my mum
They wanted me to lose, but look at me, bitch, I won
A bitch play with Glizzy, he get hit with Glizzy gun
Pocket full of blue faces, they still ****ing hatin'
I came from the bottom, had to ****ing take it
No I ain't never trippin' if I do I tie my laces
Cause death is guaranteed and your life is what you make it
When you shinin' too hard you can see it in their faces
Still standing on them couches with them ****ing aces
Boy behind the smile know you makin' funny faces
It takes a real bitch to tell you congratulations
Yeah its Glizzy season
**** whoever your team is
Bitch ass niggas always hating for no reason
I be with them demons they kill you for no meanin'
War zone in my hood they got blood all over the cement
Bitch, we ain't beefin'
I come through your hood squeezin'
Right around the time when the lil ones should be sleepin'
Late night I be creepin', police always geekin'
These niggas big and bad til they bitch ass hit that precinct
Or they 6 feet in, you niggas gonna see then
It's Glizzy Glizzy baby, know you niggas wanna be him
I'm on another level that these niggas don't be reachin'
If you ain't talking money then what language is you speakin'
Pocket full of blue faces, they still ****ing hatin'
I came from the bottom, had to ****ing take it
No I ain't never trippin' if I do I tie my laces
Cause death is guaranteed and your life is what you make it
When you shinin' too hard you can see it in their faces
Still standing on them couches with them ****ing aces
Boy behind the smile know you makin' funny faces
It takes a real bitch to tell you congratulations
Ya, congratulations
It takes a real bitch to tell you congratulations
Ya, GG
It takes a real bitch to tell you congratulations
Congratulations