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Years gone by like my stand made in heaven
Cant just trust anyone who calls them self Reverend 
Angels here scarce or their engines are revving

the woods and I mean by the forest
Aint no license here but when I saw the  bikes I had to floor it
Me and banko coolin sippin on peronis
Kick game be

tight AS FUCK

I work hard I'm on my grind 
I got yo back but who got mine 
South sac city I'm reppin' that 9
I do look good and I did take time 
I'm

goin’ outta style
Starbucks
I’m a star but
I don’t want the fame
Just this currency
The ching ching
My chain swing
Gold noose
Four hundred plus
And they

would admire
Your full beauty getting hooked by how you moved them with your
Smile,  it was gold, and it would have your beau
Trying to impress you with

I've been feeling this way for a long time
Atlantic City shorelines Tripp I'm  your tour guide
I was at the store fried trapping out there all night

Remember when I was
Riding round copilot
You was whipping green wagon
We ain't got a single dollar
But we thought the city was ours
You was texting

night
Running from the sunlight
Focused on the rose gold rolly and a rolls
For the mandem by my side
In the city where the sins pile high

And every

phone cus she saw me post

This is why I tell em that I'm careful with IG
Step into the club they don't search me for ID
By the way I ball man I'm always

AS F*CK
I work hard I'm on my grind
I got yo back but who got mine
South sac city I’m reppin' that 9
I do look good and I did take time
I’m the design you

we kicking doors down
We ain't had shit nigga
Look at us in gold now
If I miss my shot
My niggas get it off the rebound
All I'm hearing now is mandown

the water, the water
Turn to the water, the water, the water
Let the streets turn into rivers
Let them wash the cities
Let them turn to green
Water, the water,

nigga
What the fuck
Bitch I'm from Jackson
Insane in the membrane
Got you niggas looking
Imma lil king living in a big city
Ion even give a fuck
Fuckin

our lens different
If Flex Hova then I'm Ye
But this shit feel different
We pour our heart out for the city
Cause they been with us
And they still with

Mans what it does
Mans what it does
My nigga burgh got a bag
Trapping a month
Went to sushi with a Yaya
Chopping it once
Touch down in the city
Had

the world cold and they saw you sweat
Niggas talking for a small sentence or a large check
Violating the rules of convict niggas kno ion deal with

brick road
Episodes of Diamonds and Gold
A walking nightmare exposed as these doubts surface
A prince dethroned, another chapter unfolds
Another door has

Natalia

Natalia

Days go fast in New York City,
New home is the place unknown

Screaming heart, it broke the silence
Music was the hair of gold

She is not

She said am cold
She was always pretty yeah
Couple goals
Cruising 'round the city yeah
Made of gold
You can never split it
Every day I fell for you

Driving home I saw a falling star 
Watched it light up the sky
Glowing as it dissolved 
I thought as I watched it die
Sometimes I wonder if there's

Blood on my favourite Polo fucking up my style Gloves going over old photos I was fucking wild
Mud underneath a gold totem pole open wide Overdosing

daughter out the ghetto. 
Where im from its the jungle, it's real boy no geppetto.
I kept the metal like heavy rock. 
Made it bubble like chicken pox.
City

a heart of no steel

Saw too many things in my past it got me shaken up by that chill

No time to sit up and …

You don’t really know how that feel

Can’t

It's so complicated
Looking for someone to blame
Standing by the fire
But I don't feel its flame
I've met a lotta people
Some even have your name
But