Lyrics:
to your city don't sleep or doze
Yeah my whole goal is to hold gold untold
Mykel Hawk get the paper and I know it shows
The flows I know
The flows I know
just wanna stand by Jesus, see his face, I don't need my fortress
A Saint General, but I'm no better than the average sinner
Can I stand on top
Hold up, slow up, yo im, bona fide
DNA that, lone y-chromosome gold
Still thrown by a Pinocchio nose
Hold up, slow up, yo I'm, bona fide
Go on, draw
Igbo bad boy don't fuck with Me You know
We can't settle for the less no
Anything we touch nigga turns In Gold
I b to the world
Igbo boys to the world
I
A couple things I always preach myself
For a second I was blinded by the high beams
Seeing hella narrow minds on a wide screen
Put away the bad men, we're
when I spit it you love matta fact I'm a Viking
I need a whole village to plumage yea
The nigga is here the city is scared
You got the throne then I
funded by the suburbs
Fallen city we need to hoist this
Girl you got a big top
Like a clown take a stroll downtown
Make em clap like the crowd
But
think I found the hole
Lies in my heart and I know I'm not alone
Maybe it's this city
All the glitter and the gold
can't find our way here and we
The city of gold
Where no one gets old
It's the place I've been told by
Angels in the sky
They don't fly high
They're all nearby
The day you left was
gold
I’m gripping your soul
You’re dripping you soak
You glisten you glow
You glitter you’re gold
[Xai Cross]
Touch down in the city yeah
Tell me girl
it
Me myself and I
I get it
Me myself and I
I did it
Me myself and I
Independent to the grave
Getting busy by myself
Around here we self made
Around
my style?
(Ladies and gentlemen) Eh?
(Will the real Craig David please stand up)
You never had a problem at all
When I was having woman trouble
straight and just do what your told
I wanna fly in the city
I wanna house made of gold
I wanna live out my wildest dreams
Get me outta this hole
Its so
turns to the place where I stand
I give a smile and a chuckle as tell my dying brother
What an honor to be killed by the best in the land
What an honor
Where they at?
If you want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be
folks didn't make it, body lock, need more than a recover
I'm a city baby, but I'm on the paper gettin' head by a bitch like Dora
Anyway, I'm straight
gold digger gorgeous tryna get me
I run game on a bitch, one Mississippi two Mississippi
Flint nigga in the spot til they pop one and the cops come
I got different color shatter like stained glass
Livin for my Gold
I vape wax
I play video games and I take dabs
And I pop a rubberband like 8tracks
Reflection
Space
Identity
Self
Whole city
Give them back to back
Do you feel me
No cap like men in church praying
I’m a ten on a ten
Don’t you fuck
I miss the old days
I miss the old memories
I miss my bold ways
I miss my gold fantasies
But I can't turn away
There is just way too much to pay
If
wound
To being murdered on a timeline
Watch you take your last breath
And they'll just stand by
Watch you take your last breath
And they'll just stand by
kings go and get it and spread love
I'm H Town for real like Kiotti nigga
Ally hoop to Lebron by Zo
It's the boy Terrence Nawf
From the nawf nigga
breath, by the time I flip to the next flow
This sho' is real, this is the deal, guns I'm runnin
Gotta make it out of town to flip my {shit} and keep it
now?
Ok resume now
Uh
Sheep consumed by lies bystanders stand by observe the wolves fly high
We SkyHigh
Conception free keep the sixth perception steez
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