Lyrics:
Thought they wanted gold, thought they wanted shine
Thought they wanted radio, bitch make up your mind
(Yeah ho)
All this attention, I don't even know
Thought they wanted gold, thought they wanted shine
Thought they wanted radio, bitch make up your mind
(Yeah ho)
All this attention, I don't even know
of truth, I'll give you facts right now
Fuck this cypher, my mind ain't on rap right now
So it's fuck metaphors and punches, all the witty shit
Got
the mainstream?
Meek Mill leans forward into the
Glow of his computer screen
His expression unreadable behind a
Pair of gold sunglasses
It's April, well after two
the window, see the corner that I bent it
It's just so simple when we get so D.E.E.P
Learn a lesson, pick up the album when it hits the streets like
D.E.E.P.
Harold Melvin sample
I played it for Hip over the phone
He's like, "Oh, yo that shit is crazy
Jay might want it for this compilation album he doin'
Nächstes Mal knacken wir die fünfzig
Denn meine Fans vertrauen mir
Die Platte wird vernünftig
Das Volk ist bereit, Gold ist nicht weit
Wer hätte mir vor paar
Never simple and plain like a bullet to the brain
I'm blowing minds, yeah I gotta kick shit with this rhyme
Second I spit it so divine thats word
rewind cause I'm in your mind like a one-sided
Love and it goes by when you sit and cry
Cause really I don't blame you for missing rhymes I designed
long ago
When we were young
Days went by so slowly
Been so long ago
Remember when
Life felt all so holy
Hey, I'm a simple soul
I'm a simple soul
I'm
must be crazy, nigga
Onе song for my deluxe is all I need to do
These puppies barkin'
They done bit off more than they can chew
My album just dropped
I'm
Yes, he made the album of 2012
(Just ask him
He'll tell you) But that was just the
Second biggest moment of Frank Ocean's year
Here, while wearing
Covers, videos and all that shit
Fuck you post-Drake-ass cliche-jerking, LA-Slauson rapping
Fuck-nigga-ass Hypebeast niggas, now back to the album
down memory lane
Logic arrived and he fucked up the game, simple and plain
Never scared to do it different, no two albums sound the same
I got tracks
the window, see the corner that I bent it
It's just so simple when we get so D.E.E.P.
Learn a lesson, pick up the album when it hits the streets like
meant for this performing
Why
Alright welcome to the album
I realize that maybe I should start by saying I was born may 10, 1999
Just in case you're
tri-state mind state
Gang Starr, Ice Cube my first tapes
Mobb Deep, Cypress and Wu with the fly tapes
Artists by nature
The culture would captivate us
He
gonna lie now; you know my whole persona's bold, cint no shy guy; no cap on my Mario, Voice like Midas; everything I touch is gold, yeah Im a fighter; you
goals instead of those hoes, what's next
I bet these albums they gon' go gold, what's next
I really came up from the low lows, what's next
Survive
High Wycombe, England, grew up and died in Buckinghamshire, England by miraculous assumption C. AD14/17 where he is known as Infant at the age recorded
High Wycombe, England, grew up and died in Buckinghamshire, England by miraculous assumption C. AD14/17 where he is known as Infant at the age recorded
looking for recruits
My father is living proof that it's blood in the fruit
Watched him heal sickle-cell like a simple achoo
Now he at you, by the way bless
like it got bit by a grizzly
And these drugs got me spinning like some capoeira
Still rock the slow beats with gold teeth
Ain't afraid to hold heat
Simple emotion for the human animal we
Confronted something overwhelming the
Imminent threat
Of death in the form of wars, plagues
And natural
Disasters
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