Everything That Glitters

[Hook: French Montana] Better know who you is When you lookin' in the mirror Cause everything that glitters, it ain't gold I'm gettin' low from the hater Cameras in action, tell all my niggas what's happenin' Ridin' with my niggas Cause everything that glitters, it ain't gold I'm gettin' low, hold me from the haters Cameras in action, tell my niggas what's happenin' Rolling smoke, getting high, high, high Just another day getting by, by, by [Verse 1: Pusha T] For every brick broke down it's one stepped on For every known rat, it's one slept on For every loyal nigga fronted, one kept owin' For every bitch I showed the way, it's one that kept hoin' So let's blow through this money as we pour bottles Let me drop another classic and a tour follows Let's get pissy drunk and let the whores swallow My niggas embrace guns and ignore Bibles Not to glorify it, you can't ignore the lines The new jury can be you, ghetto law-abiding Better know who that is looking in the mirror The truth lies, and your soul can't see it clearer [Hook] [Verse 2: Pusha T] I just can't leave it alone, I just can't leave it alone They're handing out football numbers after tappin' your phone Or you watchin' for the drop as they clappin' they chrome Took a brick and I turned it to stone 5 into 10, the Return of the Clones Then I took my experience and turned it to poems As we took single engines and turned 'em to Boeings Panamera blood red symbolize bloodshed Loss lot of niggas, some in Club Fed Few still reminiscin' in they CL Selling Pete Rock, cruisin' in they V-12 [Hook]