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letra de glass - spadez & shady blaze

[chorus: tillie]
i’m out here movin’ fast ’cause i don’t wanna be in last (last)
what’s the point of doing that? (that)
everything is made of glass (glass)
hearts break and dreams shatter (whoa oh, oh, oh)

[verse 1: shady blaze]
(ay, ay, yeah)
in the end, i know i gotta win (gotta win)
from the shows, to the lab, to the block again (block again)
i copped a pen and started holding sh-t down like bobby pins (let’s go)
and reppin’ for green ova, they family n-gga, they not my friends
sometimes music is not enough, feel like i gotta rush
stressed out everyday, and it’s got me picking the bottle up (d-mn)
see, when i drink i feel i’m leavin’ from h-ll
until i woke up the next day and was locked in a cell
i guess i got it backwards, but now i’m tryin’ to be rapper
in a time of the world where the lyrics don’t even matter
all my dreams were shattered, dished out of high school
pockets were on empty, but the money my friends had had my eyes glued
losin’ all my pride too, thinkin’ ’bout the b-tches i lied to in the past
just so they would let me ride through
life ain’t what it seem, know what i mean
nothin’ but heartbreaks and shattered dreams made of glass

[verse 2: shady blaze]
(ay, ay, yeah)
seven o’clock in the morning and right now i’m drinkin’ (now i’m drinkin’)
got h-lla people around me like “what the f-ck’s he thinkin” (f-ck’s he thinkin’)
i’m not, see that’s my problem, but do i wanna fix it? i don’t know
got me wishin’ i never ever existed
when i die, when it comes to my life, will i even miss it?
and i sag my pants off of my ass, the haters could kiss it (muah)
see, i’m with the homie spadez, mane, so i got my grind tight
i smell the enemies, that’s why a n-gga got the nine tight
f-ck the limelight, shady blaze in the cold dark
you don’t want no part of all of my issues and cold heart (nah)
god, take me to a place that’s even better
where there’s pretty weather and n-ggas ain’t gotta use berettas
so now it’s family, my girl, rappin’ and gettin’ cheddar
got this monkey on back, the music helpin’ him let up
i’m fed up, thinkin’ that my dreams are k!lled
i spit this, now i’m realizing my dreams are real

[verse 3: shady blaze]
(ay, ay)
k!ll or be k!lled, and i’m k!llin’ for the paper
ridin’ in the bucket, fasho i wan’t the scr-per
what y’all think it is? n-gga, i don’t give a sh-t
recordin’ dope tracks, smokin’ on zips and drinkin’ fifths -coughs-
reminiscin’ ’bout all my young days, the fun days
playin’ h-lla sports with my friends y’all, that was young blaze
when to church on them sundays, now i feel i’m on a one way ticket to h-ll
i gotta get out, gotta be some way
yeah, the green and the money is a part of us
if you want something that’s real, then you should start with us
f-ck you quittin’ ass n-ggas ’cause having heart’s a must
loyalty and royalty, family comin’ all in, trust

- spadez shady blaze

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