Glory Lyrics – JID

Read the complete Glory Lyrics by JID along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy JID's music, you can also explore Wingstop Ad and SK8, two other songs by JID.

[Intro]
Look
Uh

[Verse 1]
Early in the morning, got sun in my eyes
Giving glory to God, I'm alert and alive
I ain't even sleep, I been working, I'm tired
But it's not gon' deter my assignment
At the Lord's service like I'm working a job
Black man shouted, robbing people (??)
(??) crime, my peers' child of the corn
Take him into court and on the bible he sworn
Take him into church, you know your mom and them going
To praise a King with a crown that's provided with thorns
Breaking rules, skipping school, pulling fire alarms
Got with a crew, made a truce, an alliance was formed
Got a tool, start shooting, then the violence was born
The world spinning as he look into the eye of the storm
Pray for the boy, bow head, then lock arms
And lock your car doors, he could trigger the alarm
Got caught one time and they left him with just a warning
Got baptised in cold water, it turned warm
He blacked out, don't act out, he ain't performing
Our only path now is back to prison reform, or
Oh, well, you know the sad route
The key is get into the game and then cash out
The buddy got to swerving in the lane and then crashed out
It happens when you taking the fast route
But I be tryna understand the mind of where you living in
Trauma, to find a way, a reminder, put it behind us
Mission was unaccomplished, it was tough, but in a rough
We found diamonds, category my life a comedy, drama
Come with the comments, come with the sticks or stones
Come with that red dot, I'm wearing Comme des Garçons
Better come with a headshot, better hit me, drop me, get me gone
'Cause when daylight come, then you gon' wanna go home
Oh

[Interlude 1: Pastor]
(Mhm, let's go) He's decked us out
Hasn't God decked you out?
Hasn't He made you brand new?
Brought you up out of the muck and the mire
Turned you around and placed your feet on solid ground?
He's decked you out; can I get a witness? (Uh)
And (??) (Look, uh)

[Verse 2]
Night-time, I can see the stars and moon
And the light shine down on the wars and wounds
No guts, no glory, no thugs, no goons
Just us, my story, my life, my rules
My fight, my plight when the light hit the jewels
On my ice, my mood, in the club off a lot of shots
Of Clase Azul, hungover, doing million dollar
Meetings on Zoom, let the speaker resume

[Interlude 2: JID, Victoria]
Ayy, we can hear you now; go ahead, Victoria
Hey guys, hey JID, just getting back from a meeting
The numbers are looking great and we're about to get

[Verse 3]
Look, uh
Odds against me (Switch), I'm against the odds
Tryna get even, see the evil in my eyes
Vengenance is the Lord, so I leave it up to God
But if He don't move forward, I'ma get me mines
Had you cleaning out your closet, I'ma empty mine
And if you tempt me, sinner send 'em six feet down
Take a drive 'til Xzibit come and pimp me ride
I make her switch anything that ain't gon' get me time
You get the gist, just in case I'm in the wrong state of mind
Which I am most the time, but then I tow a thin line
Diamonds and gold shine, twinkle and glisten, so the women
The symbol like Voltron, they try and get your attention
But I give it to the most high, millionaire
Multi-talented, multi-tasking master
Multi-facted, multi-functioning stander
.45 calibre, four, five passengers, no life matters
(??) matter whatever so meet the pastor
Open the bible up and read a chapter, I'm tryna free the chackles
My brother back inside a cell, so I just said a prayer
In the Garden of Eden, say he couldn't help but eat the apple
Even after all of this stuff, I'm at the chapel
And it's natural, I know my foundation build castles
Even a statue, no limitation in a time capsule
I'm sending glory up to God to give it back to you, casual

[Interlude 3: Pastor, Churchgoer]
Nothing in my wardrobe compares
To what he's outfitted me with
Calvin Klein can't touch it
Gucci can't touch it
Louis Vuitton can't touch it
Armani can't touch it
I may not look much to you now
But God sees me through Christ
And when He sees me, I look like a million bucks
Can I get a witness in here, somebody?
(Hallelujah)