CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Glamorous
God damn, my life is so glamorous
Surrounded by money and cameras
The Hollywood life, it do damages
Cut you deep down with no bandages
God damn, my life is so glamorous
The Hollywood life, it do damages
But nobodies painting this picture, cause we on devices and threw out the canvases
Police wanna take my life
Emcee wanna take my spot
But they don’t give a damn what I got
Might get got, but then again not
I drop beats on the MP for the MD
Beat 'em to death like No I.D
Streets full of envy, wanna kill me
'Cause I made a lot of money and I'm still me
Now the dollar bill don't thrill me
Know somebody feel me
Not Logic, but the real me
Under the surface, I'm rhymin' with purpose
I know I ain't perfect, I'm Kirk and you irking me
All these go-getters ain't what they assert to be
I am the universe, you Captain Kirk to me
Nothing but regurgitated, far from innovative
I made it, I'm hated, I'm feelin' elated
Man, f*ck who the greatest
Soon as I drop it, they play it
Ain’t stacking no cheese, I serrate it
All of yo sh*t is outdated
Bring me the beef, I’ll fillet it
Deon, bring me the beat, I’ll replay it
Bobby, you know he gon’ slay it
Just me and the homie from Fayette
f*ck my Rolex, f*ck my Rolodex
We live in the Matrix, we live in a holiday
Watch how you talk to people
Everything you do effect
Treat People with luxury, people with kindness
Treat ‘em with respect
Innovate, innovate
Set to kill and disintegrate
Ready set, coming for your neck
Ace in the deck
Noose round your neck
In effect, coming to collect
Like a payphone, better pray for ‘em
Keep it A1 for my day ones
People hating on the internet, but I stay on
Surrounded by money and cameras
The Hollywood life, it do damages
Cut you deep down with no bandages
God damn, my life is so glamorous
The Hollywood life, it do damages
But nobodies painting this picture, cause we on devices and threw out the canvases
Police wanna take my life
Emcee wanna take my spot
But they don’t give a damn what I got
Might get got, but then again not
I drop beats on the MP for the MD
Beat 'em to death like No I.D
Streets full of envy, wanna kill me
'Cause I made a lot of money and I'm still me
Now the dollar bill don't thrill me
Know somebody feel me
Not Logic, but the real me
Under the surface, I'm rhymin' with purpose
I know I ain't perfect, I'm Kirk and you irking me
All these go-getters ain't what they assert to be
I am the universe, you Captain Kirk to me
Nothing but regurgitated, far from innovative
I made it, I'm hated, I'm feelin' elated
Man, f*ck who the greatest
Soon as I drop it, they play it
Ain’t stacking no cheese, I serrate it
All of yo sh*t is outdated
Bring me the beef, I’ll fillet it
Deon, bring me the beat, I’ll replay it
Bobby, you know he gon’ slay it
Just me and the homie from Fayette
f*ck my Rolex, f*ck my Rolodex
We live in the Matrix, we live in a holiday
Watch how you talk to people
Everything you do effect
Treat People with luxury, people with kindness
Treat ‘em with respect
Innovate, innovate
Set to kill and disintegrate
Ready set, coming for your neck
Ace in the deck
Noose round your neck
In effect, coming to collect
Like a payphone, better pray for ‘em
Keep it A1 for my day ones
People hating on the internet, but I stay on
