Testo QUEEN OF MEMPHIS - GloRilla feat. Fridayy
Testo della canzone QUEEN OF MEMPHIS (GloRilla feat. Fridayy), tratta dall'album GLORIOUS
I done been through the worst
It brought the best out of me
I know I ain't perfect, but you keep blessing me
Too many gone, I'm all alone now
But I thank God, I found away, I'm finally here now
Standing strong
Same ones who saw you come up, they wanna see you down
But I knew I was a chosen one when I made it out
(GloRilla, ona gang)
Gangster before the deal and you know that (And you know that)
Grateful for everything and you know that (Bitch you know that)
How can shit be in the air when you go flat? (Tell me how)
I'm from where you cross that line you can't go back (Woo)
Money ain't change shit, I'm the same bitch from Fraysеr
Right up out the trenches, I'm thе same bitch who made it
Callin' me you twin, but you the same bitch who hated (Ho)
Niggas ain't on shit, they be burnin' it's contagious (Ugh)
Only time they call a bitch is when they need a favor (Damn)
Lately I been winning, took some L's but it ain't phase me
Ran up them millions and the glow up lookin' crazy (Crazy)
Sellin' out arenas, every city do it daily (Yup)
KD, I'm just sayin' how they traded (Woo)
Hate me, 'cause I'm on top like some gravy (Aye)
Track meet, I been runnin' up that paper (On god)
Big Glo, Queen of Memphis, no debatin' (Ona gang)
I done been through the worst
It brought the best out of me
I know I ain't perfect, but you keep blessing me
Too many gone, I'm all alone now
But I thank God, I found away, I'm finally here now
Standing strong
Same ones who saw you come up, they wanna see you down
But I knew I was a chosen one when I made it out
Yeah
This shit in me and not on me (Nah, for real)
All of my number one haters used to be my homies (Fuck em)
Tryna make every year better than the last one (On God)
So the old me forever gone be my opponent (Bot you bitches)
Puttin' myself first was my best decision (Swear to God)
Now I'm hard on niggas, it's a defense mechanism (Damn)
I ain't smoking on no opp, I'm puffing on my feelings
Bout to get up out my body like an exorcism (Woo)
Told my folks to get a hustle and go ham with it (Run this shit up)
'Cause I don't wanna be the only one that's having shit (Real talk)
Yeah, I want all my niggas stuntin'
We all came from nothing, now we all getting money (Uh)
Too many niggas and I don't just wanna pick one (Pick one)
Callin' me a bitch just make sure you say a rich one (Rich one)
Yeah, I'm the one that they can't deal with (On God)
But before that, I'm a certified real bitch
I done been through the worst
It brought the best out of me
I know I ain't perfect, but you keep blessing me
Too many gone, I'm all alone now
But I thank God, I found away, I'm finally here now
Standing strong
Same ones who saw you come up, they wanna see you down
But I knew I was a chosen one when I made it out
Oh, na-na-na, I'm the chosen one
Not too many make it out where we come from
Too many fallen soldiers
I thank you that I made it out
Oh, na-na, thank you that I made it out
(Alright then, Cartier)
Ladies and gentleman, mm-mm
Credits
Writer(s): Phalon Alexander, Ronnie Jackson, Yakki Davis, Moritz Schneiter, Dudley Duverne, Kavi Lybarger, Francis Leblanc, Jabre Jones, Gloria Woods, Ardarious Ester
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