Lyrics:
others feel the same way
I write hoping for one that will make them stay
Words of praise or any words at all
These days blue lines catch me when I fall
something else than bruises
Tied me to a blue chair
Lit by fire and disrepair
The blue millionaire
Blue millionaire
Blue millionaire
Blue millionaire
Blue
Whole lotta new money
Lotta blue faces
Bout to make the world go crazy
I never complain about my struggle
That's the shit that made me
Stay out my
To them boys in blue y’all bleed like we do.
Second Amendment Rights come strap like the Military. Protect the minds by any means necessary
(B MOR 7)
still on minimum wage?
How the fuck you think I’m havin’ this motion lil nigga by taking these losses everyday?
I just be touching new money, blue
cause you know that it's a
Blue sky with a couple clouds in it
But even if it rains it ain't gon stop me
I got a heart full of gold and a mind of my
like gold plates
I wrote this one on Sunday with no sun rays
Under a grey and blue sky thinking one thing
Be a king by the time that the sun came
Now I
Stay clean
Benzene
I stay fresh man
I stay clean
Give me the booster
No vaccine
Chemically bond
With no benzene
Go on, have a bite
That's rich
it
Goes
Just
Slide
Me a few
Dollars
This
Blue collar
Money
Ain't for me
No
Ain't tryna brown nose for gold
We'd rather fill a few nose
With some snow
there's nothing to know
But dancing embers and melting gold
Now we stay the course
Tides pull us from shore
Drifting further away we'll end up lost
Until we
You may fall
But in the end
When all is done
Stay gold
Stay humble
Stay gold and humble
Time flies by
So fast these days
Moments now
Are hard
better with time
It’s only you by my side, my life’s on the line
And that’s real
So cold you so gold, girl you glowin'
Slow-mo hit the road, keep it
(all, all that glitters is not gold)
Ma, we here, we gon' cook this Sunday, okay? (And all gold is not reality)
So come by (real is what you lays on me)
Words are thicker, sticky, savoury, sold
Sometimes together, we strike gold
If I reach far enough, I can put my hand through
And reimagine the other
I heard from the blue
That you were calling my name
I thought I told you
Not to play this game
I'm not sure
Just how far you've come along
Never tied
can open up a door
Stay focused on your Expedition
Keep moving Ford
Betting on myself I didn't know I was before
When that weight is on your back
You
Uh, you niggas make me sick oh
I should blick ya kinfolk, stay up on ya top toes
My hip equipped a big chrome, my nerve is quick to trip so,
Might wanna
weaving threads
Show down and turnout
You lookin’ at tens
Tell me why
She don’t stop by
Cant wait ‘til I
See those blue skies
Still but not too soon
a little bit it's all ya got
U mite not hav a car or big gold chain
Stay tru 2 yaself an' thangs will change
Just be thankful 4 all ya got
If it's just
pain into gold)
Turn this pain to gold
(We gotta turn this pain into gold)
Pick your head up, can't stay low
(We gotta turn this pain into gold)
Baby I
doubting stay the fuck Up out my vicinity
False idols an all my rivals try to Bring me down
Try to tell us that your king but You won't make me bow
They say
this damned gibbonsville gold
Yeah, you find just a little
Just enough to get by
Aww, you dig and you dig
And you start wondering why
Then someone finds
day in the life, come and roll with me
Stack blue cheese, china white Bruce Lee, I Ain't worried bout these niggas, I'ma do
Me
Gold bottles by
someone say
That nothing Gold can stay,
But there's a love in all our souls
And it shines like gold, gold.
As the years pass by,
A young heart beats
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