Me and my glocc

Intro

Yeah, yeah — streets talk, we listen. Ahn.


Hook

Me and my glocc, we movin’ in silence,

cold nights, cold hearts, keepin’ our balance.

Talk cheap, we quiet, keep count of the damage,

me and my glocc, loyalty’s the language. (Brrah)


Verse 1

Step with the tint, night vision on the face,

shadows in the cut, every corner’s a case.

Friends turn to noise, trust gone without trace,

I tote my peace, keep danger in its place.

They chatter like birds, I let the city hum,

my glocc in the strap, keep the devil numb.

Street lessons taught me — keep it to a slum,

heat in my palm but the mind keepin’ calm.


Pre-Hook

No flex, just caution, move like a ghost,

love for the pack, but I guard what I boast.


Hook

Me and my glocc, we movin’ in silence,

cold nights, cold hearts, keepin’ our balance.

Talk cheap, we quiet, keep count of the damage,

me and my glocc, loyalty’s the language. (Ahn)


Verse 2

Phone light, crosswalk, somebody snitchin’,

eyes on the rear, feel the cold when they switchin’.

Used to believe words, now I’m only listenin’—

action show the bond; the rest is fiction.

Mama said pray, papa said hustle,

I carry my truth like a lock on a muscle.

We don’t seek trouble, but we steady the bustle,

protect what we built, never fold in the tussle.


Bridge

Silence speak louder when the sirens fade,

me and my glocc, we ain’t lookin’ for raids.

Bound by the code, kept clean of the shade,

walk with respect, never break the blade.


Hook (double)

Me and my glocc, we movin’ in silence,

cold nights, cold hearts, keepin’ our balance.

Talk cheap, we quiet, keep count of the damage,

me and my glocc, loyalty’s the language.

Me and my glocc, shadows do the talkin’,

step light, stay tucked, never fold when they mockin’.

Respect before fame, keep the circle shockin’,

me and my glocc — we steady, we rockin’. (Brrah)


Verse 3

Late nights, cold breaths, city hums low,

I count who stays close and who put on a show.

My glocc ain’t a flex, it’s a promise I know,

to guard the few real ones, let the fake ones go.

No instructions, no lessons on harm,

just a code for survival, keep calm and disarm.

If trouble approach, we handle the alarm,

but first try the words — keep peace on the farm.


Outro

Me and my glocc, we walkin’ the line,

truth over talk, protect what’s mine.

Silent in steps, loud in design,

me and my glocc — respect in the grind.

Porque music 
See you when I see you 
Otro 

Drill high energy, male