Glamour Life

[Hook: Lex Lavo]
Welcome to the Glamour Life
Stashing the dope in the rice
Yola cook it with the ice
If I had a chance to do it over
Fuck it ima have to do it twice
It’s the glamour life glamour life
Glamour life glamour life
Make the sacrifice gotta lay the price
(Repeat 2x’s)

[First Verse: Lex Lavo]
Two pieces like richie nixon
Party jumpin gotta couple vixen
Music blasting
Yeah the neighbors bitching
Gotta phone call that the homie snitchin
Damn now the whole hood talking
Used to have the feins moon walking
Rope chain with the anchor piece
Gold ring be the Indian chief
Peep the stripes yeah I’m war ready
I could hit the strip
But the phone heavy
Invest in gold
Cause the stones heavy
Never disrespect
Yeah you know it’s fetti
My bitch in the kitchen could call her betty
I don’t wana fuck
I just want the heady
Been doing this shit
Yeah you know we ready
I just copped the rollie
And I flood the bezey
I was used to baggin at the table
Momma didn’t have it
Had to cop them labels
Remember the time
When they cut the cable
Shit was wicked listen
Everything disabled
Shit hurt a nigga
Just to think about it
Even hurt more
When you dream about it
Started sipping heavy
Trappin out the deli
Bussin funky moves
Stacking every penny

[Hook: Lex Lavo]
Welcome to the Glamour Life
Stashing the dope in the rice
Yola cook it with the ice
If I had a chance to do it over
Fuck it ima have to do it twice
It’s the glamour life glamour life
Glamour life glamour life
Make the sacrifice gotta lay the price
(Repeat 2x’s)

[Second Verse: 80 Reef]
Bet it green dough collect it
Stone cold connect it
Getting money in my genes genetics
Little shorty with the braids poetic
I don’t care if it was real synthetic
I don’t care if she got heels and leggings
Hit that pussy off a pill and wet it
Where’s the medics
Money keep piling up
You gotta love it around a lil
Feelings been switching up
This how you move in the art of war
Woke up this morning
I stare in the mirror
Like why would I hate on myself
Wanted the world
I put the bag on my shoulders
Like I put this weight on myself
Fuck what you heard
You wana know if it’s true
I pull up and say it myself
Hold on you got the poll
Homie then do what you do
Why would it stay on the shelf
I’m feeling the groove
Baby I’m feeling the vibe
Maybe I’m feeling alive
We made it through
Tell them to light up the sky
This shit like the 4th of July

[Hook: Lex Lavo]
Welcome to the Glamour Life
Stashing the dope in the rice
Yola cook it with the ice
If I had a chance to do it over
Fuck it ima have to do it twice
It’s the glamour life glamour life
Glamour life glamour life
Make the sacrifice gotta lay the price
(Repeat 2x’s)