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Prayed for my family cause I lost a lot of friends
Plus I grew up in a city where the drama never ends
I was raised in a country where it's all about

he calls he home
Pray I'm going gold before he calls he home

The higher ups tied by Masonic rituals
Smiling every time you make tuition notes
You my

life not to be a slave
We are who they want to be
And they want what we got
My hood being gentrified
And that shit don’t stop
Should I pray to Jesus
He

life not to be a slave
We are who they want to be
And they want what we got
My hood being gentrified
And that shit don’t stop
Should I pray to Jesus
He

in the city of gold
Jozi roads, come in clutch with that pole 
All I know, niggas ain't with that code 
They fold 
Pray for my 
Pray for my 
Pray for

Carol City

Rick Ross

Black Market [Deluxe Version]

2015

the gold faucets
Be cautious, well known to take the weak hostage
U.S Marshalls on the way and they cut open the gates
Know we going to trial by the look

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

diamonds, tennis chain 'round my throat (icy)
Got a bad habit of lookin' behind me 'cuz in my city it's smoke
I got PSD, my house on PST, I live by EST

sometimes I act out when I'm feeling this way
So come down to the city of gold
Bring back all the lost souls
Will stand together
United as one
Will sing will

Gold

Ryan Lewis

The Heist

2012

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

The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket

I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't

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

3500

Future

3500

2015

triller than Scott
Ain't nobody trill, man, I'm takin' they spot, yeah
These niggas is scared

Thirtys in the city movin' slow
Thirty, thirty,

Pray, Gotta Pray, Gotta Pray
Gotta Pray, Gotta Pray
(Jesus!)
Help your people lord
People are dying, lord help us!
Pray for my city, I pray for my state
I

Crib and he's Scotty in it
Bath tub big enough to fit a Audi in it
8 gold chains like it's already in it
Murder with the ink, I'm Gotti in it
Don't get

Won't sell my gold, still own my soul 
My phone still on
I'm trapping again
Back in the streets, hoe I never give in
Run through yo' city die tryna get

desolation
Harboring both the pride and the shame of the nation
Living in the old
City young
City bold
City gold
City grime
City rich
City poor
City roar
City

crib and he's Scotty in it
Bath tub big enough to fit a Audi in it
8 gold chains like it's already in it
Murder with the ink, I'm Gotti in it
Don't get

When you on’ streets of gold, streets of gold
Don’t nobody care whatchu riding on
But the wheels are chrome, the wheels are chrome
Might hit

Angel

Common

LAX

2008

I spent my day so, first I pray yo
Then I lay low, looking for the halo
Or more yayo, my little angel
Reminded me to stay playful
Faithful walks

I put on for my city, I've done a lot for my city
I'm coming off hot for my city everyday in my city
I pray for my city, they don't play in my city

all that purple potion got my eyes closed
New Audemars, rose in the gold, she got her eyes glued

Don't pray for me
Pray for the opps, pray for

I'm drippin' in gold
I'm drippin' in gold
I'm ready to blow
Eight gold chains on my neck like Shabba
As I pull up with my gang
Watch 'em haters trip

to those that aren't in my life I take a knee
City of the purple heart, my brothers got that bravery
I been going through some shit so all I ask is pray for