[Intro] [Verse 1: Daem Write] That chain with the ring Go with that And the rims on the Benz Would be phat And some bricks in the street Could get that... And the pistol Been known to get packed In the cut And I'm dressed in all black They patrollin' and packin' They gat Chasing us while we chasin' These stacks We collide we both Facing this gat Best believe they k** us No coincidence BANG! Law ain't blind It's behind us BANG! Cuffs and a very big gun BANG Casualties will there only be one BANG! Shoot first -- never shoot last BANG BANG! Put on black, he puttin' on a badge We both wanna make it to the crib Everyday another blessing (if we live)... [Hook] Woo hoo! You got it -- The Glamorous Life (Go! Go! Go!) Woo hoo! You got it -- The Glamorous Life (Go! Go! Go!) Woo hoo! You got it -- The Glamorous Life (Go! Go! Go!) Woo hoo! You got it -- I'm living the life (Go! Go! Go!) [Verse 2: Daem Write] No wealth here, just welfare School systems dealt here Poverty felt here It's like our back's still Bleeding from the whelps here There's no help here I feel like I never felt more pain Than last year But this it's more to fear J's @ an all time high We still wearing them Rob yo a** blind k** em we deal with them Making a k**ing k**ing for millions Poverty, poor education Overtime it's k**ing trillions We trill in the streets we willy in Enjoying every moment Knowing one day That the willy end Dedicated to activating yo mind Actively aggressively perfecting Yo grind I confess I'm in love with the shine Fresh to d**h -- That's the reason that The Governor signed! "Use what we got, to get what we want!" "Use what we got, to get what we want!" "Use what we got, to get what we want!" "Use what we got, to get what we want!" [Verse 3: Daem Write] We both getting caught in the glam He chasing after me cause the glam I'm chasing after glam just a man Casualties on both sides is the fam I'm just a soldier in an ongoing war Another body leaking laying on the floor Another set of bars getting gripped Another family tore apart just ripped! [Hook] "We gon' get on down now..." [Verse 4: Daem Write] Penalized for my efforts Minority adolescents Bureaucratic welfare state Is what I'm kept in Collectively occupying The poor cla** Poor corrective measures Equal storms in the forecast How long the locks on the door last Well how about I storm past? Glamorous Life I'm on that Oppression got me lurking with protection My homies: Dead. Locked up These are my confessions! [Hook] [Hook]