This is a song about "God gold glory"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

So i'll sit here in purgatory, waiting for my morning glory,

It's about a little peasant who was just looking for glory

The dips, consulted by the son of malachi york, doggy

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

Turn money into diamonds and gold

I reel them in, goadomes on see

I want all the glory

It's been three years since we went and fell from glory,

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

The truth shall be told

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Resort to playing before i bring the glory/

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Feel like this glory road is coming to an end