J Wyte - Glew Up Lyrics

I wanna flex, stunt on my ex
Look at me now, bitch I glew up
Getting this bread, dodging the feds
I want her neck, I want her head
Give me a check, give me respect
Watch me ball nothing but net
Niggas be talking that shit on the internet
But when you see them
They ain't a threat
Bitch ima vet I aint no rookie
I got the back filled with cookie
I got my girl in jersey looking like snookie
I swear that pussy sweet like a cookie
Im sipping on dirty dirty
Im fly like a birdy birdy
Red hair don't care
So nothing you say can hurt me hurt me
Im skating on em no comply
Hit em with the dark slide
Reporting live from the gutter
Money talks chris tucker
They told me that I couldn't do it
They told me that I wouldn't see it
They looking at me right now
And they really just cant believe it

My head is in the clouds
But im ten toes down
You told me that you really loved me
So why was you never around
Where was you at when I needed you
Shit I need you right now
Conversations with God
Conversations with God
My head is in the clouds
But im ten toes down
You told me that you really loved me
So why was you never around
Where was you at when I needed you
Shit I need you right now
Conversations with God
Conversations with God
So when we got evicted where was you at
Called you up but you ain't hit me back
Aint tryna sound bitter
Just stating the facts
It aint easy leaving stuff in the past
I just want a better life for my babies
Being broke yeah that shit really made me
Been through the worst of the worst
So nothing y'all do can ever phase me
Night time no lights
Eating nothing but rice
Thank God for the Goya
Arroz con gondules
Got to go get it by anymeans
I'm front and center
No more behind the scenes

If you bout it, then be about it
Cause them niggas might see about it
Did a lot of dumb shit in the past
And I don't really want to talk about it
I just want to roll some good weed
Got no time for the nonsense
Bitch im high as hell
Like im smoking with the piolet
Bad bitch on my left
Bad bitch on my right
They treat the boy so good
Might just let em stay the night
Im high up like a kite
I don't want to come down
Keep the sour diesel for the sour people
Anytime im on the ground
I don't really do the club
Unless im going for the backend
And I aint selling no drugs
Bitch why you keep asking
Im in the field for real
And yall motherf*ckers are just playing madden

I wanna flex, stunt on my ex
Look at me now, bitch I glew up
Getting this bread, dodging the feds
I want her neck, I want her head
Give me a check, give me respect
Watch me ball nothing but net
Niggas be talking that shit on the internet
But when you see them
They ain't a threat