Lyrics:
on the right, standing on the eject
Wearin' light blue Pumas, a whole lotta gold
And jams like these keep me in control
I'm the leader of the show, keepin' you
gold
You make me feel like gold
You make me feel like gold
You make me feel like gold
Show me love like I've never known (oh woah oh)
Baby you
I don't need diamonds or chains
I just need me and my girl
Maybe one day we'll have us a baby
Oh what a beautiful world
I just want to travel
vacation one way ticket is to hell, niggas feel me
It?s all about the 20?s and the 50?s niggas feel me
Trying to get my paper, it?s all about my scrilla
turn 23 and turn 23
Burn plenty trees by any means homie
Buy skinny jeans keep a lot green on me
Like I'm mister green jeans since
I was a teen homie so
been really calling
Spirits to protect me
Give a damn I will make
You all respect me
I don't show no love
But it's cool G'
I'm trying to find
Gold in
kinda lite
For that gold chain and pocket change
Was it worth the sacrifice?
Truth be told this is someone's way of life
Visions of a better life is out
turned to past tense
Yeah I used to love you
But I guess that's how it goes
Gotta take it day by day
I guess that's how it goes
When you on your way
I'm
a fuck
Cause I know I'm the best
Patty comin in with the best beats from the west
Ask me how I get by
I don't touch or molest
Now enough of that talk
Lemme
car by choice it's a liability
I'm cool with it outsiders show hostility
Man I was fasho out the loop
People handle money the same way toddlers hoop
Smoking that fat
looking like I'm Andrew Tate
Smoke that green till I'm passed
Hold up bitch don ride too fast
Got my 9 tucked between her lap
Until I'm
Puttin' money in Japan
Puttin' hunnies in your hand
Puttin' gummies in your van
Kids overdose
Grab it from me if you can
Only gold up in my pannin'
Hahaha deji x Dax x Crypt
Let's go
JJ, wanna play games? Wanna snake me
Get your friends tryna battle me (Battle me)
Now they wanna bait names
How
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
holding me by the neck and I'm stuck inna game
Attaching myself to the core of the rotten the rotten what I have become under names
I'm not really crazy I'm
the show on get paid
(And all that glitters is gold)
Only shooting stars break the mold
It's a cool place and they say it gets colder
You're bundled up
to us after the show and we can provide
Maybe
Maybe you're going to get through the night
This is our first show by the way
Please see us after class
to Chick-fil-A
Drink a 6-pack
TobyMac
Always wanna sin?
Pastor Jonathan
Speed on the highway
Walk by faith
My way
Yahweh's
Short afterlife
Bought at a price
Me
'em and their greed
Oh I
I saw you tried
I will never ever
Forget that
you was trying
To burn my pride
(To burn my pride)
Blinded by
the gold
I will
Don't play about that
I got robbed in the H-E-B parking lot
They pointed a gun at me, they told me
Give me your phone
I said, "No," so they took my
and Flex don't roll unless they Andrew Jackson
It's Brooklyn by me the crook the I-B ya even look
At ID you gettin' hooked to I-V
Motherfuckers huh
Can I take you home? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, your body, where'd you get that from? Ooh, nah, nah, nah, nah
I like the way you shake it off Now,
Show me ya love me
And please don't deceive me
You told me to trust ya, but I don't believe it
Show me you love me girl
I hope it ain't been no
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