Lyrics:
our shadows entwine
In this synthwave city, your hand in mine
As the night fades into electric blue
In this retro future, I'll be with you
Midnight
on 'em
Dope money with a band on it
Half gold, we got a hand on it
D-boys still ball the same
Just gotta little bit of glam on it
Yah
I got flames
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
See me winning by a landslide
I'm eating good man I can't lie
Man Im smoking me and all my mans high
Keep gold dripping cuz my hands hot
Gold drippin'
breed, Triple see
Custom cars and cycles
Psycho path for my math
Put my hand on the pipe torch
I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city
I be
it to heaven (Heaven)
I wanna make it to heaven (Heaven)
I want the city of gold city gold
City of gold city gold
City of gold city gold
Mzinda wa
Golly, more of that bullshit ice rap
I got to apologize to Mos and Kweli (Kweli)
But is it cool to rap about gold
If I told the world I copped it from
gettin' smoked, you put a hand on me
Shots run it down even if he had a broken foot
All through COVID, we still sold it by the boatload to push
Pandemic
in a foreign land (Woohoo)
I can kill a giant with a sling in hand (I know I got scarred faith)
I'm a gentile living in a foreign land (Woohoo)
I can
run in my cup
Rose gold like a band-aid over my cut
Tailored in plush and corrupt, no discussion
Cross me so much, I got nails in my hand
City
slow your roll
Tryna show off all your diamonds and gold
They gon' get you for your diamonds and gold
Everybody want some diamonds and gold
And I
fall off a skateboard, don't WAIT for it
Cruise the city hard, tell your city we're in charge
Watch it gitty-God or you'll be head and titty scarred
?
just how far the east is from the west
From one scarred hand to the other
I start the day, the war begins
Endless reminding of my sin
And time
just how far the east is from the west
From one scarred hand to the other
I start the day, the war begins
Endless reminding of my sin
And time
So I let my mind penetrate the continuum of space
Turn stone plaques to gold
Gold turn to greed
Greed turn to more desire to be seen by the world
I was thinking I put my heart in the wrong hands
Please don't do the damage baby I'm just a young man
By the way you move around its kinda like you
bottles, gold bottles, never sober up
Ditch Jesus, In gold I Trust
I solemnly swear to wear my cross and stunt
Separate myself by sticking out just because
(Chorus)
Try to fly but my wings are broken
Need help but I’m scarred give me a moment and this, what shall this be called?
Fall of a man
tryna test my brain in the AM
That's an exam then it's on to a next man
Still scarred by my ex hoes
Could show her true colours in a photo
That's
like. Get out!
Wise Man 2: We must see him. We have brought presents.
Mandy: Out!
Wise Man 1: Gold, frankincense, myrrh.
(her attitude
After you, your man'll get scarred next
And if your squad flex
I'm lettin' off like Bernard Goetz
A TEC-9 is my utensil
Fillin' niggas with so much lead
passionate point across
Like a hood cat clappin' his hands when he talkin'
Now that I got your attention, I feel I should really mention
Don't come around
couldn't measure
Abilities I hold that's my treasure
I just be wildin out on my good days for now I'm just all alone
In the City of Gold
City of Gold hand me
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
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