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Glow Up

redking305

· 3:05 · 58 plays · v2.2

Lyrics

Intro

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Verse 1

Wake up in the morning gotta get it like always

Phone buzzin loud playin games with my old ways

Moves in the city got the hustle in my suitcase

Everybody talking I ain’t worried what they gon say

Tryna be a boss gotta handle what the cost is

Steppin out clean turn the day to a mosh pit

You could try to catch up but you movin at a crawl pace

Seen it all before I don’t trip I just walk straight

Chorus

Stack it up I don’t slow up

Run it back can’t fold up

New fit and I show up

Whole clique bout to glow up

Verse 2

Pull up for the win like I’m tryna break the scoreboard

Too busy gettin to it I ain’t checkin what you hope for

Chain swing heavy got em starin when I cross floor

Gassed up steady I ain’t never had to press more

Mind on the numbers and the plan like a spreadsheet

You just wanna say a lot I’d rather let the bread speak

Ten toes down yea I’m stompin in some new sneaks

Never had to fake it never needed a new streak

Chorus

Stack it up I don’t slow up

Run it back can’t fold up

New fit and I show up

Whole clique bout to glow up

Verse 3

Numbers keep addin up, calculator runnin hot

Talkin out your neck, but your hustle never match a lot

Still got the drive, push the pedal, never see a stop

Feelin like a boss so I’m posted at the top spot

No time for chillin, got the calendar full booked

Really did the work, it ain’t just about the good looks

Sneak dissin online, you ain’t poppin in the real room

Tryna step to this? Better practice what you gon’ do

Chorus

Stack it up I don’t slow up

Run it back can’t fold up

New fit and I show up

Whole clique bout to glow up

Outro

Counting every win, never settle, not a small feat

Some stay mad, but the credit comes from all heat

Windows down ridin through the city like it’s all me

Learned how to get it so the struggle never stall me

Money in my jeans, but my head’s where the gold at

Shots get thrown, but I’m cool, never throw back

Rap for the people that be grindin where the cold at

Built from the hunger, ain’t no way I’ma hold back

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