K.Mo - Glass House feat. Young A.V.K (Official Video)

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Lyrics: K.Mo & Young A.V.K
Produced by: D'artizt & Epik The Dawn
Mixed and Mastered by: Jay Mills

Lyrics\\
I took a hit of the smoke it flooded the airspace
I needed something to cope unlimited thoughts was flooding my headspace
All that I know is I’m tryna get to the dough this shit like a leg race
Usain with the leg move
All the shit on my shoulder was dead weight
I jus need to get my head straight

Back up before I get pissed off
I’m not the one for the shit talk
But do not come test me cus that’ll just only result in niggas get sent off
In another direction with needed attention and whole face needing rinsed off
I need me something to liftoff
I got the fire it’s good for your lungs
And they say music a drug so hand me that Bluetooth put this shit on your tongue
I swear I be serving the fiends
My voice is a deuce deuce I do not need a gun
I’m getting high off the vibes I need me a new roof bitch I’m hot as the sun
I use truth and provide to the slums
I get the chicken divid up the sum

We getting money or not
I’m a lovable guy its prolly abundance of people that want me to stop
I’m getting this shit off the muscle but like a bubble they don’t want me to pop
I be up thru the night I need me some sleep it’s like I be running the clock
I’m cooking this shit for the fiends a chemist I prolly gone jump with the pot
If you wanna reach and get you a peak you prolly gone jump cus it’s hot
Ep coming soon its done I’m really just cleaning it up like a mop
The shit is a mood we on the move we never peek at the top

It’s probably gone overflow get you fix of the shit I jus hope you don’t overdose
I’m about to wake niggas up they been sleeping on me yea these niggas is comatose
I smell defeat on your breath these niggas reeking bro let the aroma flow
I’m really different I’m really jus telling the truth I’m a whole different chromosome

I been in the stu for too long like I need me a break for a minute I’m going home
Matter fact shit I’m back in this bitch and we bend but don’t break for a minute we been going strong
I been in the zone I’m not even watching my anime not even on the phone
I need me a clone I swear I be working while niggas be breaking like broken bones
I’m not the one for the throwing stones

Young A.V.K
With my middle fingers up like fuck the world
Choppa pop ya make your fucking body twirl
like ah ballerina, I'm the rapping reaper, with a scythe on this mic you get fucking ethered, eat the beat up, bitch I need a second serving
Murder tracks on a daily my pen be working I could charge about 30 per word and serve it to these rappers who can barely write a verse and verses me lil bitch
ill verbally wrap you up turn this bitch to a session and smoke out the whole fucking room like I still ain't had enough
Man my pad is tucked like this gat lil bruh fuck round with me bitch and ima whack a cunt for acting tough so bitch you better back it up
Anyways bruh you whack as fuck so lemme chill came through with a lil skill and a lotta passion for rapping now look at me murdering every track bitch
So much practice put in to the fuckin craft no way I could back out now its not happening
laughing at people who think my music trash you a god damn lie or u don't like rap man I'm sayin stop playin with ah legend in the making I'm the best up out my state and we ain't finna debate it
im about 1 verse away from dropping a nuke bomb yo flow ain't hot my dawg its Luke warm
Too raw for you to bite from my new songs too ill like the boy came straight outta wuhan
New sauce dripping wont catch me slipping im too gone hitting this marijuan to my system
I spit bars wit it im finna take off in it and you ain't finna stop me the fuck you thinking
Ima do this ‘till my last breath then thats it but I ain't finna back out I cant go half in
Gotta give it a hunnid percent like nothin exists and I can do whatever to better my life in this bitch and usually the people hating cant do nun like this tell em hop off my dick bitch i ain't playin bout shit
Let this blow like I jus made a wish that every shot that I shoot from this muhfucka really gone hit look
In a glass house, staring through the pane
Smoking on a L jus to get me thru tha pain pussy wanna talk but he aint been through what I been through so how you gone speak on my name
Serious man so delirious always asking questions like why you mad curious
Sounding like a cop boy opp boy dont get shot boy popped in your top you get dropped right off boy
Top boy like Ashley in the backseat smoking reffer with my G’s, don't at me
Its mad if you want beef you get grilled in a pan see you shoulda had known how to act g
Man I'm so fucking dope like coke to the nose man you know i'm finna blow with me rapping
I just murdered the track in so many flows theres no point to continue this rap sheet