Glutton Free, by Mari World

Glutton Free

by Mari World

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1.	Sermon Sippin 03:13	lyrics	buy track
[Intro] How ya feeling? Do ya feel alright? I say, do you feel alright? [Chorus] Alright I'm on a million And I’m on a feeling I'm feeling invincible Tonight You cannot see me You wonder like Stevie I'm feeling invisible All my Problems is all in his hands I put it all in his hands Alright All of the heartaches and pain It was all part of the plan [Verse 1] We come through the area Remember the ali(as) Remember the name We come through like Nelly yea We don’t come at all or We come with the flame Can’t figure me out Look at me look at me look at me now They say I'm the man ha! Ayyyyy I cannot deal with them niggas That don't wanna see people bond ah Cause them niggas they try to knock you off Just because you getting on ah Money money money bonds Honey honey honey bun What a sweet life With a seed Now the money tree growing Ayy Living the life in the belly of Harlem A boy from Chicago That ran from his problems Working hard til the morning What I earn I deserve it Yea So we doing [Chorus] [Bridge] Lord we need you in the life yea I can bring em to the light yea But that's only if they want I can see that they don't Imma give em what they want And Imma bring em to the altar [Verse 2] This aside I hypnotize A young nigga put here just to mystify I gotta give em fucks to give about Cause if you listen right You know I'm here for life I got the info for everybody Got a tempo for everybody All eyes on me everybody All eyes on me everybody Already I'm ready I say I'm ready I say I'm ready And I looking at it from a different side From the Chi then I moved to the riverside Where I'm from you survive or you do or die Wanna ride ayy they never lied Big timin or you juvenile In this world it's just U-N-I T-Y Rone you can call my phone And I be like Hold my line I'm wondering if Jesus is gon call on time I see some niggas creepin I’m like oh my God Pull up pull up bussin at ya Pull up pull up All of the heartaches and pain It was all part of the plan
2.	Dollalujah 03:24	lyrics	buy track
Intro Verse 1 I done fell short of the glory goddamn But please do not judge bout who I am I keep it real see I don't fuck with that lying I ain't perfect I ain't perfect but I'm trying See, people done me wrong but I still love em Bitches did me wrong too That’s why I don't cuff em But I respect em Now I'm focusing on my own shit So if you don't fuck with me pshh Vroom vroom move on bih Cause I just wanna go to the bank and scream dollalujah dollalujah Mama always told me won’t God do it Won’t God do it Yea he did it for me So he'll do it for we But you gotta work cause Them blessings don't come free Therefore Chorus I been on my grind I been on my grind They try to bring me down Try to bring me down Every time I shine Every time I shine They try to dim me down They try to dim me down I been on my grind I been on my grind They try to bring me down Try to bring me down Every time I shine Every time I shine They try to dim me down They try to dim me down Verse 2 Bitch you so interrogative Don't understand my prerogatives All your vibes so negative Please stay the fuck out my positives Fuck the police Fuck the government I swear they be on some other shit Fuck us over in private, but play it cool in the public god damn Telling me to calm down What you mean, I am calm Saying I'm on my period Cause I throw lil tantrums Well dot dot dot dot Get the fuck off my tampon Hell yea I got a foul mouth When I'm on ten and one And I turn up on a Saturday But go to church on a Sunday I promised mama That I’m gonna get my shit together one day When these folks get up off my meat Imma get up off my feet Imma go up to the altar and Make em get up off they seat like preach Chorus
3.	GMGMG 03:28	lyrics	buy track
Bridge And I pray And I pray That the Lord Will make a way Chorus This new shit you sportin Ballin out like Jordan 4th quarter don’t forfeit Quit that shit don't forfeit Me my niggas so lit We bucking it with mo’ shit Y’all been on some hoe shit So I can't trust no bitch Get money give money gang Get money give money gang Get money give money gang Get money give money Get money give money Get money give money gang Get money give money gang Get money give money gang Get money give money Get money give money Verse And I can't trust no lick And I can't trust no nigga And I can't trust all that Got no ties with faux niggas Came up with them the whole time Till I find out they some low niggas Tried to get me for my gold niggas Let me hit up my up bro niggas Called 4-9 That's 9-4 He called dos rangers with cold triggers Niggas thought they hit a gold mine Woulda oh my'd if my bro hit em Better be that happy that 4 missed him Better be happy that chrome missed him Said I don’t condone violence But trying me could have ya dome missing I was fresh out the seventh grade Swimming tryna get them 360 waves Money shady as the day Tryna get that 366 pay Mama told me better know Lord forgive me in these future days He'll make a way outta no But I may need to manipulate ways But I may need to manipulate wage But I may need to manipulate faith To capitalize on bon appetite I’m hoping tonight I’m focusing right Get money in Jesus name Give money to Mommy Gene Get money get money Get money, get money Give money to mommy gang Got gold ringers on four fingers Want mo winnies than Pooh Trap god blesspheme the soul singer Damn Mari you getting through Damn Mari you got the juice Damn Mari you are the truth Instead of speaking on what they don't know Like damn we barely making it through People purposely promise and never prove Pre-pare perpetually pimpin to pull through Tell me they giving a shit but they never do Tell me to get in the limits and never lose I would never live in a life, where never living a life, Could be the living of life that's not true I could never live in a life, where they living a lie, I like licking and lighting that glue Therefore, I ball, I shoot Never worry bout what they do Get my rubber bands out the rojo So I can bless my fam out the blue And so I ball, I shoot Never wurrrr bout what they do Get my rubber bands out the rojo So I can bless my fam out the blue Oo Bridge And I pray And I pray That the Lord Will make a way Chorus
4.	Knowledge 02:09	lyrics	buy track
Verse What's it like to be a Black man in America In short it’s goddamned and it's scary bruh Shadow your joy boy cause it's ahead of ya Beware the shadow of pain it follows everywhere The demons in my head I think they want me dead They want bloodshed For giving daily bread My girl try to keep me calm She give me head But I can't cum Unless I come correct Do I want diamond goals And gold chains Do I want concubines One diamond ring Do I want peace, love, and liberty Do I just peace, fuck, and then I leave Well I don't know Neither do I know what matters Battered and tattered They climbing ladders for status and Leave nothing to get rich off And I get sadder and rather Roll up my joint til it's fatter Take food off platters Hit bladders and leave you pissed off Big boss Hit you with that rick ross Hustlin hustlin Let us eat or get yo shit tossed Lift off And watch my niggas get to popping like it's lip gloss Hard knocks You get hugs we get a hip toss And what's up with Jesus is he white or not Is he believing in our plight or not Is religion used to control the people So we don't swallow the rich ‘cause if so shit, I gotta watch Since we believe the things on the screen now I watch my girl pop it on the screen now Is this real love I’ont know She got my heart, beats got my soul I use songs just to escape that Is this real life you gotta tape that They post fake asses on fake ads Then hop on mine and catch a wave unpaid Favor and take it in wades until I get paid And you can’t shine unless you get shade Just a black ass nigga Who took a wack ass situation To get back figure he’d just forget faith Bridge I know too much But know so lil Without the time to feel The light can shine Too bright To see The right to know what's real Ayyyyyy
5.	Ain't Thinking Bout You (feat. LION BABE) 02:45	lyrics	buy track
Intro Heyyyy Heyyyy Chorus It’s too many things And I can’t even think about you you you I got a million other things And I ain’t even thinkin bout you you you Can’t think about you you you Can’t think about you you you Can’t think about It’s too many things So I ain’t even thinkin bout you you you Verse 1 (Mari) Put it down for my city Do my dance like I'm diddy That's how I feel It's a drill Bitch I'm so Chi Illi Out in Harlem I shake Down in Brooklyn I break Breaking bread in the A I thank y'all for the plate See look Daddy dealt dope in the 80s Mama made money in the 90s That's 20 years ago shit crazy Now I’m a hustler getting by this is timeless Mama got a brand new wig now Mama got a brand new wig now On god can't tell her shit She need me to make a mill ‘cause they dun’ Kicked her out the crib got damn Chorus Bridge (Lion Babe) Well I can’t figure out What to do with my hair Well my girls want some fun We are here for the company Verse 2 (Lion Babe) Lotta soul food on my plate now Boutta break bread at the bank now Doing too much take a nap now Take it back now Don’t make me act out My grandma’s got an attitude she showing me I know a lot of ladies and we royalty Respect now from the neck down And tell em I’m about to take it way up Out my way in the zone And I got it going on And I don’t really think about you Chorus
6.	Dat Girl 02:56	lyrics	buy track
Chorus She's-a dat girl Real cool girl All about her money She don't need me but she got me She's a bad girl Real rude girl Keep it one hundred She ain't frontin When she tell me If you wanna be my lover Then you gotta show me something I don't really care what yo homies say She's bad girl Real cruel girl Verse 1 She'll make you wanna put ya pimp down ay at She'll make you move another brick now ay ay She got my leaving from my clique now ay ay But I can't call this shit legit now ay ay Pre Chorus She said that pussy got power Well I dig that All about that yoni And to get more money And if you wanna spread love Can you spread it with me I know that don't cost a thang So baby spread it for free Cause she's a Chorus Verse 2 Put that on my face Better yet girl you can ride Swing through let you carousel it Maybe let me slide Get you up I can make it run Come and get you some If you want I can make it pump Make you wanna jump Wait a minute Calm down Every nigga want it now But baby so picky picky Got that lake like Ricki ricki ooo oo Telling me I'm the man And even though I'm in it she ain’t gotta be with the plan She said that Pre Chorus Chorus
7.	Home 03:14	lyrics	buy track
Chorus Pray that I Can take a ride For home sweet Tato’ pie Missing you Missing me Can't ya see apparently I can't wait to get back home to you I can't wait to get back home to you Verse 1 6-9 In the ride 30 inch Super high 7-5 Cadillac Tinted windows In the back Ask me when I'm coming home baby I can't wait to get back home baby Southside I reside Keep me warm Winter time Sub-zero You're my warmth Be my calm Quiet storm Holding back since I've been gone baby Tell me all I need to know baby Chorus Verse 2 Working all day and night So when I lay my head and close my eyes Aww baby Can’t you see I got something for ya for ya for ya for ya Can't you see, home is everything Ohh ohh ohh Cruising and now I'm just waiting on you to arrive Accelerating, ya exit is coming so move to the right Oooh 55, 45, 25 Miles per hour To get you home Safe and sound Don't Slow it down Awww baby Chorus
8.	Tarmac 03:36	lyrics	buy track
Verse 1 That girl is a newborn diva Wants me more when I don’t see her Cop me flights with her visa Can’t afford to make moves just for leisure Gimme all that cash with no clout All that breast with no blouse More faith mo blessings no doubts No plastic no nasty on that couch Bad ass babe with Rick James braids And Rodman fades you godly made Thank God we past the Barbie stage And we got flavors all the shades Society’s blinds can block the shine The body is yours that ass is mine The head is bomb ya mind’s a mine In LA, the fire’s wildin’ Pandas love the bamboo Kill-her well like Shamu Flooring til a nigga push a foreign Pouring early in the morning Wood dewey like the dawn Mr. Love-from-afar back Plane just landed in the tarmac Cuff a chick, buck a bit, Touch ya tit, Puff a piff Wet ya whistle I’m with all that You finer than the last time damn I’ll prolly pop a poppy in the promise land ooo I can sow a seed seeing futures with you Suckseed bookoo buckies with ya boo Bridge One way to your love Landing in yo lair You lift me up When the Sun Isn’t rising Lay in your love You don’t care What the time is You lift me up When the Sun Isn’t rising Lay in your love You don’t care What the time is Verse 2 Paying down the minimum Exceeding all ya limits No gimmicks cause Real nigga love can get expensive You own ya own They shit rented They buss down biddies You bout bidness Expectations No patience Transportation Make way for translation Fly G’s move in fives And lack silence Turbulent Too fly to be shy bih Mile high club Marijuanathon Mile high buzz Medicated Yea that’s how I does Getting twisted like a pretzel For the mile high nut Now n Later down later Means now I’m up Better get it the while diamond’s rough We at Jared’s Cut like karats But no carriage And even though we moved past the barrier I might jump the broom just to dust down the derierre Outro

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released June 14, 2019

Executive Produced by Jeremy Brown of Hereir Productions
All songs produced and arranged by Mari World and collaborators where noted
All songs mastered by William Lovely
Creative Direction: Rachel Kessler, Alyssa Buono

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Mari World

Influenced by vocalists such as D'Angelo, Erykah Badu, and André 3000 and versatile artist-producers like Kanye West and Pharrell Williams, Chicago-born artist Mari is known for his “lyrically rich raps, melodic choruses, and spacey, soulful instrumentals” and rounds his sound with soul and funk elements. ... more