Lyrics:
If I don't reply right away that don't mean I reject them
I ain't never ask nobody for a dollar I don't expect them
To give
Came up from nothing I'm
don't mean that I be on the same thing
Same thing
Let's get white girl wasted
Shots too basic
Pouring gold bottles
Like I'm rich and I'm famous
I be going
for
Two gold chains around my neck I need more
My life like the Matrix so call me Neo
I'm starting to sound like your favorite I know I is
Yeah
Just put
most niggas I tote trigga
For you broke nigga and gold diggas wit no figga
That's why I palm the heater for all you non believers
I'm on ya ass like
My nigga spend a lifetime going platinum and gold
He should own half of the label, shit outta control
Somebody get Larry Jackson on the phone
I need
This art imitate my life
You WorldStarHipHop fame based
Off imitation hype
Eliminate the fools gold and imitation ice
My music for your soul
Inspiration
I Don't Care About What You Wearing,
No Better Time For Sharing Than Now.
Inside We Are The Same,
We Don't Need To Have More That One Aim.
Through
want a little more
Let's start here
Don't await my arrival, for I've got somewhere else to go
Enter skin and into soul, enter soul and out comes gold
No
am at all
Don't stay away for too long
Don't go to bed
I'll make a cup of coffee
For your head
I'll get you up and going
Out of bed
I said that I had
making ends meet by eating celery
Don't you look down on me
Looking for love in the wrong place
Starting falling for my best friend's blank
We've been
you're so dramatic
She don't even know bout the ghosts in my attic
Living in nightmares going all bat-shit let's go
What is the standard for normal
Fuck
your tool for destruction
God what have I done
This anguish must be my production
It's better off dead
All that I worked for gone
Always going to end
plenty water but why pretend and coat it
when the devils close enough for you to examine his going
It's only wicked when you ain't wit it
otherwise you in
There's something waiting for me
Out there
My heads a never ending warfare
You told me that I'm going nowhere
But I know that we can not compare
Ying
respect
Like no eye contact, pounds with the left
If you get offended, I'm talkin? to you
Come get it, and there'll be a coffin for you
You done did it,
pecans
I was up in Harlem getting rid
Of them butter seed grams
They catch a body for ten
Cash two for an extra three gram
By the power of Grayskull
I keep going back for more
Where there's nothing from before
I can't be your midnight love
Oh, oh, oh
When your silver is my gold
I can't be
asked me to follow my heart (and plucked out the stars, one by one)
For all the tales I've told
And these whispers of silver and gold (with an aching
its the god so sick
im going for 30 cuz im tryna win
the precent heard that we at it again
fresh work bout to jump out the pot
new jays Ima jump
You ain't got no other option, so you take what is given
Trying to make a better way for you women and children you don't know
You may not know what it
love for that
Them niggas stole my swag but I don't want it back
My nigga uh! I was on this, but now I'm onto that
You see it in my closet before it's
the Dominican Republic
I went from chopper, boat to boat
Back to chopper like fuck it
C.E.O's gold dig for my nugget
But my minds protected by hammers you
youngin' in my other room, fuckin up my sheets
She tell 'em boy don't grab my hair because you're fuckin up my weave
I got a hundred bottles Ciroc boy
All
don't be worried bout nada get sheisty, cuz I'm going out with a bang
This is the way that goes
The way that my penmanship changes the flow
Count up again
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