Glory

[Verse 1]
This kid Corey was fiending for glory
He dodged Ds, bust a story, getting green was mandatory
Did jooks, hit it with right hooks, dug his pockets
That's the true skill of real crooks
Yo son there's a victim
Yo, your kid sicker
We got to get this loot for my seed and my wisdom
He needs Pampers
I'm apt to turn the first brother I see into a casualty for cheese
Ease back, Corey's the real fat cat
Wanted a normal life, too late to turn back to that
I couldn't understand why my brother C
Couldn't stop sticking Big Willie niggas for weed
Proceed with the vest on his chest
Wilder than the west
When Corey rolled up, brothers respect
Forget bets, the only one I'm making
Is that the life that my man led is leading to disintegration
Incarceration, Core might be facing
Deportation, back to Barbados with the Bajans
Aces up his sleeve, lawyer that cost 20 G's
Made the judge believe that the shit in C car was not a key
Cooker, illegal drug pusher
Had enough dough to let his wife pick dresses like his son pick boogers
He shook more men the merrier
Word on the street is that son released hysteria

[Hook]
You got to live in this life man
Take it from me that living foul ain't the right plan
When I examine everything for so long
It's so hard to hold on
Don't fall, hold on
You got to live in this life man
Take it from me that living foul ain't the right plan
When I examine everything for so long
It's so hard to hold on
Don't fall, hold on

[Verse 2]
Yo Corey was a hustler
You front, he bust you down like blunts
Stacks of dough, all a nigga wants
Plus cunts for the crew, mad weed residue
Word around the block, Corey's alive, good news
He learned the street rules from cats bubbling white stuff in vats
Tit-for-tat he even knew how to rap
Yo figure that
Cap peeler, not a squealer
One night he got drunk off a poor Mason mixed with Tequila
Messed up his head, had thoughts of seeing angels
Different aberrations appearing from all angles
In ten seconds, the world went by
Tomorrow his girl would cry
Tonight's tears are from his eyes
Everybody knows the tale
Local hero slain, slaughterer up in jail
For real, Corey is a correlation
Of all them soldiers who went away on permanent vacation
That caused facing death, no room for error
The angels was really hoods in dark leathers
Core was clever, he tried to escape
But his past was detrimental, what sealed his fate
Shots were heard in the BK
Brothers give no leeway, strictly gunplay was on today
He went down in the hell of blazing fire
Bullets, too numerous, cops couldn't count the amount acquired
Now the men that just done that deed
Fleed the scene in a getaway car, got away clean
Dreams that he had for him and his fam
Are now reduced from real things to funeral plans
I am one who walks in the deep
Sent to chronicle the chapters of Corey's on the ghetto streets
When I look back, Corey was cool
Reflecting on the things that my man had to do
So who knows who that brother C could've been
A world champion in the eyes of his friends
Depend on how brothers interpret the story
Whatever you do, don't be another Corey

[Hook]
You got to live in this life man
Take it from me that living foul ain't the right plan
When I examine everything for so long
It's so hard to hold on
Don't fall, hold on
You got to live in this life man
Take it from me that living foul ain't the right plan
When I examine everything for so long
It's so hard to hold on
Don't fall, hold on

[Outro]
Dedication
[?] makes a man hard
Rest in peace to my son (know what I'm sayin', word)
Big [?] rest in peace
Nine [?] rest in peace
Dedication
To all my fam (word up, my G)
Dedication
Word up
Dedication
Big Spice, word up
Rest in peace