Gld III

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I was raised in a concrete box 
Where they might watch you get busted open 
Father's don't bother
Where these kids just might never see the ocean  
Whiskey is how I'm coping 
Makes me feel like  Rambo 
Daddy had a lean  he used to like to tip his Kangol
But 
Mama had a brand new bag tho 
But me and mine dipped in rags tho
Dolce & Gabana 
DG was GLD upon the handle
And 
it swings 
Back and forth
Lost it And brought dad to court 
Was it for the child support 
Or just to buy another
the source of her beauty 
Without it she think we don't love her
like a haircut  
Like my Poppa used to like to watch them girls 
throwing dollars at their feet  
Felt like he was champ of the world 
They take that money raise their babies 
Like they're diamonds and pearls 
And 
these days I'm hurling  
the words 
To make em purge on 
they can learn on
I can learn on 
The earth is turning 
The tiki torches burning 
And
I'm concerned with the world I'm in
I think that it's 
Blurring their vision tho 
I'm painting a whole other visual 
Where the Hatred is invisible
Right along with these bills yo
Mama had a brand new bag tho
My sister had the GLD bangles
Made them forget they in shambles
All I wanted was a GLD chain 
you know something pretty I could dangle 
And it  swings back forth
Shiny and It hangs low
GLD watch GLD rings 
I promise I'd be thankful 
I see it a whole different angle
there is just no 
bank roll
Its pitiful 
I feel like a broke individual 
Strange but 
I think that it's  funny man
Cuz we just do not have the money man
I stay in place like the running man 
Same shit 
brand new day
I can see it thru these GLD frames 
And GangGang 
got the platinum teeth
Made them feel like they were running the street 
At the top and everybody beneath
At the pinnacle where no one can reach 
I had holes in my cleats 
Got no money 
Ain't got nothing to eat
selling things that make me run from police
It seems like 
All they want is my defeat 
my people 
we kill our own and then we reload and repeat
Typical shit that you heard of 
My story ain't that unique
Most of my friends are deceased 
Please... Please, Please
Now I'm
On the block 
I heard the shots 
And oh my god
I think that I am m leaking 
I heard them sirens screaming murder was on the weekend
Everybody was weeping 
They don't want me to leave them 
But Mama had a brand new bag tho 
But me and mine dipped in rags tho
Dolce & Gabana 
DG was GLD on the handle
And it swings back and forth
Lost it and brought Dad to court 
Was it for the child support or just to buy another.

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