Key Glock World Is Ourz
[Intro]
Yeah
Ayy
[Chorus]
Fuck this money, I got respect, I got power
I'm cutthroat and I'm coldhearted, 'cause these niggas sour
I used to sleep up on the floor, but now it's money showers
The man in the mirror told me that this world is ours (Yeah)
Fuck this money, I got respect, I got power (Yeah)
And I can't trust these bitches, I blame me if I read the Bible (Yeah)
My cousin was a mastermind, he got rich off of flour (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
You know if it ain't 'bout no dough, then that shit don't even matter (Dough, yeah)
[Verse 1]
I'm 'bout my cheddar, I'm 'bout my cheese, yeah, that guap, ho (Yeah)
All black Richard Mille, this shit look like charcoal (Yeah)
Got different color diamonds on me lookin' like an art show (Yeah)
Niggas say they 'bout it-'bout it, but they really not, though (Fuck)
I done f..cked around and turned my front yard to a car show (Yeah)
My homeboy f..cked around, and he turned into an opp (Damn)
Despite the shit we been through, nigga, I'll still put you in a pot
If don't nobody else know, you know why they call me Glock (Glizzock, yeah)
[Chorus]
Fuck this money, I got respect, I got power (Yeah)
I'm cutthroat and I'm coldhearted, 'cause these niggas sour (Yeah)
I used to sleep up on the floor, but now it's money showers (Yeah)
The man in the mirror told me that this world is ours (Yeah, yeah)
Fuck this money, I got respect, I got power (Yeah)
And I can't trust these bitches, I blame me if I read the Bible (Yeah)
My cousin was a mastermind, he got rich off of flour (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yeah)
You know if it ain't 'bout no dough, then that shit don't even matter (Dough, yeah)
[Verse 2]
I'm 'bout to lay the smackdown on this bitch, piledriver (Ayy)
And if they lackin' in the car, my nigga, hit the driver (Let's go, fah)
Young niggas goin' hard, Viagra, Pfizer (Yeah)
Ayy, my lil' bro, he smart as f..ck and he's a true slider
Fuck this money, I got respect, I got power
Fuck these hoes, too, they all ours (Yeah)
I'm Glock Brady, nigga blew it like the Falcons
I'm from the South Memphis jungle, niggas wildin'
[Chorus]
Fuck this money, I got respect, I got power (Yeah)
I'm cutthroat and I'm coldhearted, 'cause these niggas sour (Yeah)
I used to sleep up on the floor, but now it's money showers (Yeah)
The man in the mirror told me that this world is ours (Yeah, yeah)
Fuck this money, I got respect, I got power (Yeah)
And I can't trust these bitches, I blame me if I read the Bible (Yeah)
My cousin was a mastermind, he got rich off of flour (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yeah)
You know if it ain't 'bout no dough, then that shit don't even matter (Dough, yeah)
