The Glory - Young Jeezy, Ne-Yo

Yeah

Oh it is what it is 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' on this one, let’s go, uh

Cincinnati, Tennessee, all my niggas in the D

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 devine

Take a look in my thoughts, yeah you know what’s on my mind

By any means you the, I’m the

We talk about the struggle, Michael Jackson in his prime

Even put 'em on a 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 gonna

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

To focus on me, them motherfuckas gotta wait

Solid on solid, I put that on my rep

When I’m on that brown, we gon' get 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 this paperwork, he don’t cross that line

And if we talkin', well we ain’t talking 'bout mine

Call it motivation, yeah I done 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

Solid on solid, I put that on my rep

When I’m on that brown, we gon' get 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, sheesh

Hmm

Brown in my cup, stress on my mind

But I’ll be fine, I gonna

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 speak my name, should be mad at the motherfuckin' niggas that told on 'em

Doin' dirt on my name, should be mad at the motherfuckin' niggas that road on

'em

All them singers in the club, should be mad at the motherfuckin' bitches,

went cold on 'em

Same nigga, same nigga in the motherfuckin' courtroom fold 'em

Cincinnati, Tennessee, all my niggas in the D

Yeah look, look

Cleveland, Philly too, Chi-Town, VA, Bmore, what it do?

What’s up?