Lyrics:
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me
didn't sign me
You know what happened, it was some A&R's that fucked with me though
But then like the heads, it'd be somebody at the company that'll say
wall
Only difference is Chuck might give you that call
To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening
Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt
mind, and I had to get it off my chest.
So uhh, yea yea
I'm gon name this song right after you because
I can feel the magic that happened between us
Girl
you're beside it's harder, to think bout any partner
And when you somewhere farther and my feelings full of ardor getting screamed at by my father wishing
[Hook]
You want this money (Yeah)
Come take it from me (Yeah)
Won't stop at nothing, you're a gold gold rush girl
You chasing paper (Yeah)
You
on hands"
All these crackers tryna be me
Y'all some fucking fans
I fucked your bitch, yeah she kept it on the low
He asked me how many times we did it
Uh,
doing that rap
Andrew, you shouldn’t be acting like that
Andrew, you shouldn’t be killin’ it, but you are killin’ it, killin me, how I react?
How ‘bout
a gold digger
ditch kicker
Show her the yard work
The Lawn mowers
Leaf blowers
Now thats Menards work
Week of terror the third
Oh it ain't over til it's
Reverse psychology
Is what the government has done to me
You choose to lose and stay confused
I spark the flames, inhale the fumes
I saw the lies
And called him Jim
You have already met her. She is Della
Della finished her crying and cleaned the marks of it from her face
She stood by the window
hugged it was
Almost a drug
Yeah my darling, rose gold
I needed you, rose gold
I needed you, rose gold
I needed you
I need you
Go back to me
Come back
the Great Depression happened like 20 years later
Coincidence? Who knows, I'm just some patchy bearded skater
But to me? Looting is Amazon not paying taxes
bag
Like my pockets getting bigger
Eating them up and dumping it down
like Bayron loves apples
Andrew is small
Kevin you big and he broke yo ankle
Leo
definition of step pops
My shit is real, my shit is raw
My shit is authentic
And you can't spell "bars" without
Puttin' that "Ars" in it
Y'all niggas hear me
(weight)
Twenty-two shots on me, Andrew Wiggins (twenty-two)
Ballin' too hard, never had a scrimmage (nah)
Freaky lil' bitch give me ass and titties, yeah
on acid
I'm trippin on acid
These voices keep laughing
What the fuck happened
Is all I keep asking
What I do last night
It's all kinda blurry
Think i was
People needa stay in their lane
Imma go run the race
Imma drive fast everyday
Riding in the ghost it ain't no rave
Driving fast everyday
Call me
happened to us, happened to us, happened to us
I think that we oughta gotta work it out like air your
love I cant live without
So have mercy dont leave me
It don't tick, it just pop
It just dance, take a glance
Watch ya hands, or my mans
Will put you in your place
This a gold bottle ace
I just bought me
a sink drain, need a clean shine like
A gold medal
Old fella down the block, tryna tell the youngin' how it is
Annoying Karen next door, be howlin'
in the house
Cloverdale is in the house
And Savannah, GA is in the house, so check it
February 1st, 1975 it happened
Was born in West Savannah
in the house
Cloverdale is in the house
And Savannah, GA is in the house, so check it
February 1st, 1975 it happened
Was born in West Savannah
Have to wanna make it happen
Gotta live to wanna see
Everything it happened
Happened all because of me
Money to the fame
To the women wanting me
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