Glass House Bryson Gray & Tyson James

[Verse 1: Tyson James]
All that throwing stones? Careful
You know you live in a glass house
I literally have to throw like one pebble
And your whole house coming crashing down (ok)

Facts
You going to get in throwing stones in my compound
Hatin' on police but you want to call the cops now? (bro)
Bro your doctrine is not sound
Plus, you are not found, I promise I will not bow

I only bow to the King
And when come around it come around with the thing
Pro-choice? You are not even allowed in the ring
You ain't even got in a voice and you a coward to the heat

The devil's in the details
Put on the seatbelt
What happened to the emails? We will prevail
We can only win when evil derail
And if you're coming out of sin you don't need to see hell

You want justice for thugs?
For the innocent you won't move a thumb
You want eternal life but won't go through the sun
You think you are somebody known in the slums
Throwing stones at my home you have chose to destruct