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Unglorified Video (MV)




Performed By: Yellow Steve
Language: English
Length: 1:49
Written by: Alan Tutwiler




Yellow Steve - Unglorified Lyrics




Bet you can't go where I go
Bet you can't hang off Myrtle
Sipping Colt 45s early in the morning
Bet you don't know who I know
It's unglorified, know you don't smoke what I smoke
Never pose an OG, i just know it
You got nowhere to go
You tiptoed round the danger
You ain't face none, quit the bluffin
Time is money and you runnin' low as limbo
Yo' motives hedonistic
My M.O. sepulchral
Penultimate mogul
After me my bastard child usurping the throne
Dog eat dog world bro, so get ya bones up
And switch your focus
Yo' questions loaded like akimbo weapons so
Stop askin' em
Social sabbatical

Bet you can't go where I go
Bet you can't hang off Myrtle
Sipping Colt 45s early in the morning
Bet you don't know who I know
It's unglorified, know you don't smoke what I smoke
Told Logan I don't switch
You splitting down the middle like the spliff
Swisher sour like ya kiss
The swish sound 'cause I don't brick
Houses built of glass, trays filled with ash
It's holes in the gum soles so watch the splinters bitch
Take a breath, get a grip
This life shit bananas, don't slip on the peel
I took the hand off the wheel and
Taught the crash course in Michael Coupe Deville
Just to see how it feel
Shiiiet, the whip got no power steering
We been rolling like we parked on a hill
Spark and hit the gas
Eat a meal
Cheap thrills
You know the deal
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Bet you can't go where I go
Bet you can't hang off Myrtle
Sipping Colt 45s early in the morning
Bet you don't know who I know
It's unglorified, know you don't smoke what I smoke
Never pose an OG, i just know it
You got nowhere to go
You tiptoed round the danger
You ain't face none, quit the bluffin
Time is money and you runnin' low as limbo
Yo' motives hedonistic
My M.O. sepulchral
Penultimate mogul
After me my bastard child usurping the throne
Dog eat dog world bro, so get ya bones up
And switch your focus
Yo' questions loaded like akimbo weapons so
Stop askin' em
Social sabbatical

Bet you can't go where I go
Bet you can't hang off Myrtle
Sipping Colt 45s early in the morning
Bet you don't know who I know
It's unglorified, know you don't smoke what I smoke
Told Logan I don't switch
You splitting down the middle like the spliff
Swisher sour like ya kiss
The swish sound 'cause I don't brick
Houses built of glass, trays filled with ash
It's holes in the gum soles so watch the splinters bitch
Take a breath, get a grip
This life shit bananas, don't slip on the peel
I took the hand off the wheel and
Taught the crash course in Michael Coupe Deville
Just to see how it feel
Shiiiet, the whip got no power steering
We been rolling like we parked on a hill
Spark and hit the gas
Eat a meal
Cheap thrills
You know the deal
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Writer: Alan Tutwiler
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