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Glitter and Gold Video (MV)




Performed By: QP
Language: English
Length: 2:47
Written by: Quillan Leach




QP - Glitter and Gold Lyrics




This is it I suppose
To live and die right in front of the sto
Streets kno
When you leave you could never let go
Sold yo soul for some glitter and gold
Heart cold
Momma pray for em
Streets cold
Momma pray for em

Shy Peter, he just wanna be that guy
Livin in hell and he looken to the sky
He need answers
His mom doin dope
Pops in the sky
Brother behind the wall
Sister living at the speed of light
He the youngest of the kids
The strongest cause how live
He picked up ball instead of raw
Ta avoid a bid
Nigga American
So bind is what he in
Realizin these holidays ain't always what they is
Remember his moms a feen
So santa ain't never brought him shit
He 15 since 5 been on that naughty list
Life a trip
One bad move
Automatic Uber lift
He noticed it
Cause his pops left and never came back
Dats when momma began ta go relapse

What he suppose to do now
Trump explain dat

Same pears of shoes
When niggax steppin loubs
If it wasn't for Chris
Peter wouldn't survive in school
His best man
His best friend
His brother for life
Chris believe peter
N he gon change dey life
Bout time that he figure it out
He tired of going home sleepin on his best friend couch
From word of mouth
Niggax tell em ta move down south
He got family down there
Dats gon help em figure it out
Not dat easy
Believe me
If these people seen my life like they Stevey
In the mirror
Like I barley wanna be me

Bullets ain't got names
Always the innocent makin the front page
Playin for keeps
He heard 3 three
Then life changed
He fightin for it
Crawled in the cross fire
Shy Peter life be tougher than barb-wire
This shit is wild
Life make him the only child
He just tryna make his granny smile
One day
Tryna make the family proud
One day
And I know
And I know
And we know
And I know
And we know
And I know
And I know
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English

This is it I suppose
To live and die right in front of the sto
Streets kno
When you leave you could never let go
Sold yo soul for some glitter and gold
Heart cold
Momma pray for em
Streets cold
Momma pray for em

Shy Peter, he just wanna be that guy
Livin in hell and he looken to the sky
He need answers
His mom doin dope
Pops in the sky
Brother behind the wall
Sister living at the speed of light
He the youngest of the kids
The strongest cause how live
He picked up ball instead of raw
Ta avoid a bid
Nigga American
So bind is what he in
Realizin these holidays ain't always what they is
Remember his moms a feen
So santa ain't never brought him shit
He 15 since 5 been on that naughty list
Life a trip
One bad move
Automatic Uber lift
He noticed it
Cause his pops left and never came back
Dats when momma began ta go relapse

What he suppose to do now
Trump explain dat

Same pears of shoes
When niggax steppin loubs
If it wasn't for Chris
Peter wouldn't survive in school
His best man
His best friend
His brother for life
Chris believe peter
N he gon change dey life
Bout time that he figure it out
He tired of going home sleepin on his best friend couch
From word of mouth
Niggax tell em ta move down south
He got family down there
Dats gon help em figure it out
Not dat easy
Believe me
If these people seen my life like they Stevey
In the mirror
Like I barley wanna be me

Bullets ain't got names
Always the innocent makin the front page
Playin for keeps
He heard 3 three
Then life changed
He fightin for it
Crawled in the cross fire
Shy Peter life be tougher than barb-wire
This shit is wild
Life make him the only child
He just tryna make his granny smile
One day
Tryna make the family proud
One day
And I know
And I know
And we know
And I know
And we know
And I know
And I know
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Writer: Quillan Leach
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