I rather trip and get a face full of sand

Than be the one who couldn’t play so they just hate from the stands

If you love him then be careful what you place in his hands

We ain’t the same I’m gone be straight if I don’t take this advance

I can’t believe they still ain’t lift up the bar

(up the bar)

I can’t believe that God done took me this far

(this far)

I can’t believe these niggas supposed to be real

Just cause you waiting on God to work don’t mean you supposed to be still

I’m on the interstate cruising at a better speed

I’m tryna insulate some heat before they let us freeze

And when them people tell us freeze man we can’t even sneeze

It’s Bentley Bs on all my Vs and these ain’t come with keys

I’m switching lanes without the grain

A pimp without the script

I buy it cash that’s why I came

Don’t dip without the slip

I tend to splurge cause at my lowest I ain’t have that option

So used to rolling with the punches should consider boxing

I’m thanking God for those around me man they make it easy

Would never get to where I’m going if bro nem ain’t believe me

Before I knew this was my gift remember playing Weezy

I know you trust him bro but watch him niggas playing greasy

You tryna make a quick finesse

I’m trying to make investments

I’m tryna scrape up my complaints and turn them into blessings

We eye to eye I’m in the face of success

Tie up your laces tell them niggas I’m next

Real nigga what’s happening

I rather trip and get a face full of sand

Than be the one who couldn’t play so they just hate from the stands

If you love him then be careful what you place in his hands

We ain’t the same I’m gone be straight if I don’t take this advance

I can’t believe they still ain’t lift up the bar

(up the bar)

I can’t believe that God done took me this far

(this far)

I can’t believe these niggas supposed to be real

Just cause you waiting on God to work don’t mean you supposed to be still

Come on (come on)

Come on (come on)

Come on (come one)

Come on (come on)

Come on (come on)

Come on (come on)

Come on (come on)

Yeah

Flex Sinatra man

Hardest rapper out my city

Niggas know the vibes

God is great and life is beautiful

Wipe the tears and keep pushing

Ain’t no time to be sad

GLORY