Glad Lyrics

Alright we just warming up

Shane

I'm so glad that you haters doubt me

I'm glad that you just discovered this shit

But not as much as you that you found me

I remember being in the backseat of an Audi

Vision cloudy

Staring through a sunroof

Questioning if the only purpose of life is to make dreams come true

Na but there's more than that

Big checks need my autograph

Cus it's more than cash

I just wanna see my daughter laugh

Glad my little sister found love

I hit the ground and bounced up

I got comfortable

But I'm glad my fans fuck with me

Cus they know the bars still sound tough

Success is inevitable when the grind is incredilbe

Never doubt yourself or put pussy on a pedestal

Glad I got some good food

And some brand new NIke checks

You mothafuckers chasing clout like you don't like respect

Hahaha lames

Same dudes that's thinking life is set

Appreciate but never settle

You could level up all you want and never be on my level

Before they give you the flowers they pluck the pedals

One life one love one goal one drink I poured the Kettle

I need a medal

You can keep it bro you ain't gotta pass that

I got my own

They made it off free streams

Cus nobodys buying them whack tracks

Having flashbacks

Worrying about recouping this cash back

Now I can say I'm really really glad

That aint fucking with you trash bags

Let that last one sink in

Sometimes you just gotta soak it all up

And appreciate this shit bro

I'm so glad God gave me something to live for

Glad I got back more when I did more

My lifestyle you ain't fit for

Do you the rest is histor

Re up with a big pour

Do it for yourself

So when it's all said and done

You aint gotta question what this shits for

Uh-huh were still here

Were just being glad for a lot things in life

I'm so glad I'm soaking up rays at the stadium

I worked a long week across the street from the Albanians

Baptized in Jameson Irish boy

Riding through 914 saying rest in peace DMX

Bumping Damien

You don't wanna play with him

This tea is good bro

It's either tea or it's Jameson

Sometimes both

Sorta like life

I told you appreciate but never settle

I'm Graig Nettles

Gloves and the chain golden

Fronting but you ain't holding

Fresh J's with the lace open

That's why she looking at me and she stay soakin

Finger in her slot like it ate tokens

And the games broken

Ya brain swollen chain smoking

I'm glad this shit cut me off bro

I got shit to do