Glasses Off Lyrics & Tabs by Rich Homie Quan

Glasses Off

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Rich Homie Quan

Album : Still Goin In - ReloadedPlayStop

Remember when a nigga used to be trapped in that basement? We didn't even have shit to do Gotta make sum' happen, trapped in the studio Talk about how we make it and shit Ya hear me? Ya hear me? I dunno bout dream come true (Hook, cut off) Something fishy been goin' on with these niggas lately Can't put my finger on it, but I know they hatin' All my life I been boney, I'm Slim, but not shady All them cars you drive outdated Money in the attic-- (Interlude) I tried to let you niggas get yo shine on But I just had to make a statement That I would never leave the game I'm the truth with this shit Heart of a champion, free Offset! (Rich Homie Quan) Something fishy been goin' on with these niggas lately Can't put my finger on it, but I know they hatin' All my life I been boney, I'm Slim, but not shady All them cars you drive outdated Money in the attic, got em guns in the basement Might duct tape you and leave you in the basement Hold you for ransom until you fork em over that payment I got guns in the living room, yeah you play with it I'm in the street like the pavement Nigga dead in my basement (1: Rich Homie Quan) For real, man, I'm talkin', new money, I'm walkin' Just got a new fit lookin' like I need to be laying in the coffin Yo bitch, she swappin', that ain't my problem I'mma duct tape a hoe, make her ass be quiet Might shoot this bitch cuz that hoe don't stop hollering Might pay me, boy, this shit don't makes it But I gotta make it Money, I got everything I have, they think I'm crazy But I'm not, I ain't with them childish games, I ain't trying to play them I put that on my iPhone and baby If you come off in my basement Cuz you might get duct taped tight Don't harass guns if you in this basement You might get fucked like Enough say, enough said I mean she love me, I love head I mean, I get money And I can smell -- (Hook) (2: Offset) For real, my partner crossed me I swear to God, he took me in a maze and nigga lost me This be happening too often Niggas ain't rapping, they just talking Shit making me sick, I'm nauseous Black and gold diamonds, like New Orleans Wanna be in your place, that smell in your face No I don't know you, you see me in public You say we related, you stuck in the hood, while I had to upgrade it Mansion with acres, straight from the bottom I came from the basement Young nigga made it, Quan, go crazy (Hook)


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