Glo

[Chorus]
It seems it's gettin' harder and hard
Got ghost friends I can't see 'til tomorrow
The money keep callin', why bother?
They won't use their own brains, they follow
I wrecked the Benz, whip the Monte Carlo
I ain't sinister, but I can get you startled
I need a helping hand, I need a heart to borrow
I need a therapist to talk about my sorrows, well

[Verse 1]
Niggas actin' strange, I’m like, “Fuck a hundred”
And you ain't 'bout a thing, you ain't gettin' money
Some things don't change, I turn it to nothin'
Most of these niggas be lames, they quick to assumptions
I'm a real boss, nigga, you should talk about it
Keep my heart on a sleeve, I can't live without it
Some shit too crazy, can't let it amaze me
They don't mind their business, so I'm mind the shit that pay me

[Chorus]
It seems it's gettin' harder and hard
Got ghost friends I can't see 'til tomorrow
The money keep callin', why bother?
They won't use their own brains, they follow
I wrecked the Benz, whip the Monte Carlo
I ain't sinister, but I can get you startled
I need a helping hand, I need a heart to borrow
I need a therapist to talk about my sorrows, well

[Verse 2]
You ain't roll, gang, you ain't roll, gang
Shout-out Glo Gang, that's my glo's, gang
Choppa stir it up, just like lo mein
You ain't my bro, so you can't have my flow, man
Off the top, just like a bald fade
On the shirt, yeah, that shit Helmut Lang
I got Saint Laurent on my jeans
And the jacket come from Balmain

[Chorus]
It seems it's gettin' harder and hard
Got ghost friends I can't see 'til tomorrow
The money keep callin', why bother?
They won't use their own brains, they follow
I wrecked the Benz, whip the Monte Carlo
I ain't sinister, but I can get you startled
I need a helping hand, I need a heart to borrow
I need a therapist to talk about my sorrows, well