Lyrics:

("I got fury in my soul, fury's gonna take me to the glory goal.
In my mind I can't stand anymore.")

Gonna take you to the glory
Oh I can't study war
Yeah
(I can't study war)
No, no
(I can't study war)
Yeah
(I can't study war)
Uh
(I can't study war)
Now where the south side
(I can't study war)
Uh, uh ,uh
(I can't study war)
Now where the west side
(I can't study war)
Yep
(I can't study war0
Uh

Can I talk my shit again
Even if I don't hit again
Dog, are you fucking kiddin'?
My hat, my shoes, my coat, Louis Vuitton stitch,
With Donatella Versace, thats Louis Vuitton, bitch
I think Hennessey, I drink, I'm gone off that Bacardi Limon,
Or Corona I'm zoning
Class back in session so I upped it a grade
In two years Dwayne Wayne became Dwayne Wade
And eh!

Please don't start me
I'm like Gnarls Barkley meets Charles Barkley
I'm pop the barkers, I'm hood like parkers
While y'all was in limbo I raised the bar up
I touched on everything
Married to the game, rock a chain stead of a wedding ring
Y'all bridesmaids catch the garter
On nights when Ye romance
Cameras flash so much
That I gotta do that llello dance
I'm on a world tour with Common my man
After each and every show a couple dikes in the van
It's easy
The hood love to listen to Jeezy, and Weezy, and oh yeah Yeezy
I did it for the glory

(I can't study war)
(No, no)
(I can't study war)
(No, no)
The glory
(I can't study war)
(No, no)
(I can't study war)
I did it for the glory
(I can't study war)
(No, no)
(I can't study war)
(No, no)
(I can't study war)
I did it for the glory
(No, no)
(I can't study war)
(No, no)
(I can't study war)
The glory
(No, no)
(I can't study war)
Uh

What am I supposed to do now?
Man the game all messed up
How I suppose to stand out when everybody get dressed up
So yeah at the Grammies I went ultra Travolta
Yeah that tuxedo mighta been a little guido
But with my ego, I can stand there in a speedo
And be looked at like a fuckin' hero
The glory, the story, the chain, the polo, the night, the grind
Empty bottles of no-doz
Tank on empty whippin' my momma Volvo
I spent that gas money on clothes with logos
The fur is Hermes, shit that you don't floss
The Goyard so hard, man I'm Hugo's boss
Why I gotta ask what that Tudor cost?
House on the hill
Two doors from Tracey Ross
And I'm asking about her girlfriends yeah the dark skinded ones
She askin' bout the speed boats, I admit we rented em
When you meet me in person what does it feel like?
I know, I know I look better in real life
I hear people compare theyself to Big a lot
You know Big and Pac, you know to the gear that hot
I guess after I live I wanna be compared to Big
Any one Big Pun, Big L or Notorious.
'til then,
Get money and stunt and stay glorious
And Im'a stop killin these niggaz as soon as the chorus hit

(No, no)
(I can't study war)
Yeah I'ma start killin these niggaz soon as the chorus hit
(No, no)
(I can't study war)
Uh
These haters be killing theyself they wanna come and get the glory


(No, no)
(I can't study war)
Uh
(No, no)
(I can't study war)
The glory
(No, no)
(I can't study war)
(No, no)
(I can't study war)
Uh huh
(No, no)
(I can't study war)
(No, no)
(I can't study war)
Now where the south side
(No, no)
(I can't study war)
(No, no)
(I can't study war)
Yeah
Now where the west side
(No, no)
(I can't study war)
Yeah
(No, no)
(I can't study war)
(No, no)
(I can't study war)