The Glory (feat. Ne-Yo)

Yeah, oh, this what it mean right here Cash you a fool for this shit, nigga Yeah, we gon' G-step tonight, baby We gon' step in the name of glory, let's go Yeah, uh I'ma take y'all to the motherfuckin' club on this one, let's go, uh Cincinnati, Tennessee, all my niggas in the D (what's up?) Yeah, look, look Cleveland, Philly too, Chi-Town, VA, Bmore, what it do? What's up? What's really goin' on? Tellin' me I gotta put my feelings on this song Tell 'em 'bout them devils playin' games in my mind Ex drug dealer, still tryna be divine Take a look in my thoughts, yeah, you know what's on my mind By any means, yeah, that's just how I'm designed We talking 'bout a struggle, Michael Jackson in his prime Even put 'em on the scale, 'til I seen that .9-9 Thug motivation, yeah, I did it for the thugs It wasn't 'bout the money, I just done it for the love Eyes wide shut, bitch I'm lookin' for the hate Shit lookin' too real, I started lookin' for the fake, sheesh Hmm brown in my cup, stress on my mind But I'll be fine, I'm gonna G-step tonight (G-step), G-step tonight (G-step, G-step) Oh, I know sometimes we got to smile, to keep from cryin' We're gonna, G-step tonight (G-step), G-step tonight (G-step, G-step) Niggas still fishin' I ain't goin' for the bait Too focused on me, them motherfuckas gotta wait Solid on solid, put that on my rep When I'm on that brown liquor, got a mean two step To the left, to the right, it's about that time And you ain't never heard that I don't got grind If you in his paperwork, he done crossed that line And if we talking paperwork, why we ain't talking 'bout mine? Call it motivation, yeah I done it for the thugs Wasn't for the money, I just done it for the love Eyes wide shut, yeah I'm lookin' for the hate Shit lookin' too real, I started lookin' for the fake Solid on solid, put that on my rep When I'm on that brown liquor, got a mean two step To the left, to the right, it's about that time You ain't never heard that I don't got grind, sheesh Hmm, brown in my cup, stress on my mind But I'll be fine, I'm gonna G-step tonight (G-step), G-step tonight (G-step, G-step) Hmm, I know sometimes we got to smile, to keep from cryin' We're gonna, G-step tonight (G-step), G-step tonight (G-step, G-step) Nigga spill my name Should be mad at the motherfucking niggas that told on 'em Throwing dirt on my name Should be mad at the motherfucking niggas that rode on 'em All them singles in the club Should be mad that the motherfucking bitches went cold on 'em Same nigga vouching for him Same nigga in the motherfucking court room fold on 'em Cincinnati, Tennessee, all my niggas in the D Yeah, look, look Cleveland, you too, Chi-Town, VA, B-more, what it do? What's up?