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extendo in coat   
Silver my blink I don't fucking with gold (nah) 
Future my mentor u know he is GOAT
Wrote something special she’s got pass on boat (boat)

From all the truth that I've said
Come by it honestly I swear
Thought you saw me wink, no
I've been on the brink, so

So tell me what you want to hear

a mack and you turnin
Up the black in you
Skill for skill you the minor we the major
I grade your whole album like
A bad term paper
ZERO, don't be a fan!

way
Up out to rubble, half heart half humble
So all expenses paid as I'm
Headin up this platinum road
I'm out to get it, you can keep your gold
I got

witness
Planet grows warmer
Tonnes of evidence
But the end of the world don't phase a princess
She's got it all
Living boujee
Gold Rolex watch
Handbag Gucci

again it's the warmhearted yet cold blooded cat with the baritone ya girls loving and flows flooded with gold nuggets
This concrete maze I rose from it by

shit somebody gon die
Fuck all that singing shit from the album im back to my old ways
A rapper wid the rolex convertable and gold chains
A rapper tryna

Confused and I'm lost
Dazing off and the days gon' cost me
Losing the bonds, and I'm beating a dead horse
Album is still out now, go and cop
Drop

the fact it's real is so appealing
Cross faded as fuck, don't have to feel our feelings
Surrounded by my boys and we all higher than the ceiling
They my

Tone Gold absolutely exquisite eligibility ascent can't Beat it Unreal Fine Do IT 45 75 Six Thousand @ That Price expected Two Runs Off average We have 4

They said I wouldn’t make it then I later made it 
The album bouta take off cause I had to wait off
Imma spin around your ends we won the face off

this whole album in my bedroom closet
And I'm coming with the thump that can thump yo noggin
I was raised off that cotton and I got to know, got to know

you hell
And if anyone else wants it you can get it as well
I'm compelled, to write a fucking trilogy here
Three albums pure gold, you niggas still

me and angels don't get along
I'm handsome that's why she tryna take off her thongs
I dropped an album and said I'm gone till November
When these bands

on the album
To leaders upbringing and ultimately life's outcome assassinated for peacekeeping
And piece keeping by locking arms and bearing arms fought for

(It might seem like we're drifting further apart)
So sit back!
Relax!
(And trust me)
And Believe!
(By the end of this album)
Believe!
(We'll be further)

Portfolios on file my art stacked in a pile
Physical to digital samples to scratch
My art is like gold in the pot
Stirr with the drinking gourd a liquid

Duffle bags (We secure)
We can tour(Fillup the world)
Hunnid bags (Full of Gold)
Move the mass (This ain't Trap)
Ke hip hop (Dawg)
I believe (That this)

that I feel I'm chosen
Smokin' thick stogies in a robe by of the ocean
If home is where the heart is
Find me on a solid gold throne wit' a goddess
My

hold our rights for ransom
Tryna get my bands up
But they always take advantage
It's the same shit
Different day
Cause know we the new slaves
Gold chains

said I'm finna drop a album
Got a Lexus on these niggas, now they feeling really sour
I make money when I talk, or when I walk, it's by the hour
I been

Yea, four gold albums, one platinum plaque
Still shining i get my record hot
They tried to tell me keep grinding
Live in Miami
How I’m pposed to get some

by the second now
She look damn good in some rose gold
Scared to blow up cause of leech niggas
Do you got tickets for the Super Bowl
Ion got it
Man

I raise my consciousness by smoking cigarettes
And chewing Sour Patch Kids
I like to meditate on things I hate
My third chakra's amiss

But I got