The Glo

I think the whole world know
They don’t want me sauced up on the low
I think the whole world know
I’m the only one that got the glo
(Woah!) (Woah!) (Woah!) (Woah!)
(Woah!) (Woah!) (Woah!)
I’m the only one that got the glo
(Bruce Leroy) (Bruce Leroy) (Bruce Leroy) (Bruce Leroy)
(Bruce Leroy) (Bruce Leroy) (Bruce Leroy) (Bruce Leroy)

[Verse 1]
I had the glo since my ancestors hopped up off the boat
How ironic that I made it off the block but got the dough
Guess that’s my prerogative, they couldn’t hold me down long
Now every little step I take feel like a Bobby Brown song
I got God inside my body my rebuttal to the dummies
Try’na profit off the prophet that ain’t double’n ya money
Honey! I just wanna wake up to your art
Wrestle your inhibitions, make love to your thoughts
We don’t go together girl we glo together
If we don’t grow together we don’t go forever
Ever ever, never ever ever ever
Try to find no better better wetter wetter
Just like that water run through Africa
Take me on your flight I’m just your passenger
Amateur, never had my style 'cause that’s my stamina
Man they try’na bottle this and sell it by the canister
Yeah they call me king get your manners up!
Go bananas but

[Chorus]
I think the whole world know
They don’t want me sauced up on the low
I think the whole world know
I’m the only one that got the glo
Ye ain't seen it like this in your lifetime
I know the devil do his work in the nighttime
You don’t really want, really want my light shine
No they don’t really want, really want my light shine
(Bruce Leroy X 8)
(Say it though, say it though, say it though)
(Oh my god, oh my god)
(I’m going back, I’m going back)
(I see it though, everything)

[Verse 2]
I’m from where they cop soft and throw cops off track
Cop cars just to ride past cop cars and laugh
Hood rats pop off and rock knock-off bags
We cut white over china like Rob Kardash lawd!
I got that richness they can’t afford
So buy’n and sell’n niggas is business they can’t avoid
Round of applause for the kid who did it big
Critics eat a dick all my niggas did a bid
Have you been where I lived, lift the burdens that I did?
Can you get it through your head, have a third of the idea
That it takes to make it out, when they aim to take you out
When they rather chain and hang you but the chains is hang’n out?
All my shit’s in living color like its Damon Wayans’ house
Ain’t no way you in the way of what I prayed and prayed about
Look I'm straight, Momma tell these niggas that they late
Move your weight, I make it boom like a 808
Yeah I’m great but

[Chorus]
I think the whole world know
They don’t want me sauced up on the low
I think the whole world know
I’m the only one that got the glo
Ye ain't seen it like this in your lifetime
I know the devil do his work in the nighttime
You don’t really want, really want my light shine
No they don’t really want, really want my light shine
(Bruce Leroy X 8)
(Say it though, say it though, say it though)
(Oh my god, oh my god)
(I’m going back, I’m going back)
(I see it though, everything)