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finally found the courage to slide into your DM
No I'm not single 
Yes I do this often 
But don't rush to say "Na Dem" 
And delete me for nothing
I'm one

Get Up 2 Come Down

Cee Lo Green

4eva Is a Mighty Long Time

2017

Trying to get up to come down
Got that playa shit by the pound
The gold with the lacs and the crown
Make it where them hoes come around
Trying

that looks just like it
And it may glitter for the time, but gold it'll never
be

I guess you never held on to quality
Or you woulda recognized by now

your teeth)
We should head out, go grab the keys
Somewhere downtown or by the sea
It doesn't matter 'cause you're with me
(I don't really care)
(Oh, ooh)

don't like me, fuck you, this is nothin' but a song

Strip club and it's damp for our protection, cock blockin' at the ATM
We be going dumb until like

Midas Touch

Burns

Halcyon Days

2012

You say you're going through changes
Every day it seems your life is up and down
And you say that you're looking for an answer
Everywhere you look

don't need a glock no
You cannot take my life into the darkness
All I ever wanted for you was to be my princess

Can't even think man  fuck that shit
It's

West Side is the town you will see me
Run through the city with the gold weed
Stop by my crew my homies
Ain't gonna do much just smoke weed

West

the fuck I was never your enemy
But they been my dawgs for years
We shared some tears
And still don't trust me
I promised myself I was never going trust

the harvest contemplating
I ain't going broke no more
I invested in some more gold
Stack ya money keep a low pro
They can never tell what they don't know

Here's a little story that must be told
All that glitters not gold
You better learn some self-mastery
If you don't things could end very tragically

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

Family Business

Kanye West

The College Dropout

2004

(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)

colors

It was red, yellow, green, brown
Scarlet, black, ocher, peach, ruby
Olive, violet, fawn, lilac, gold
Chocolate, mauve

Cream and crimson and silver

a cold stare
With no fear
Now you niggas know I know hell
Don't go there
I be chilling in my gold chair 
My throne yeah 

And I ain't going nowhere
I'm

Look at the Grillz

Twista

Gangsta Grilz, Vol. 12

2007

at the grill on my pimp mobile)
This for my niggaz who don't give a fuck
(Look at the grill on my pimp mobile)

This for my niggaz with the bank roles
(Look

and wrist
Surrounded by some gold boy
Hit the club with 50 bands
Going home broke boy
Heavy weight Medusa head
Tryna touch my toes boy
Diamonds on that bitch

Underdog
Underdog
Underdog
This for the underdog
This is a message to tell you keep going
To tell you don't quit when it's getting hard
You gotta finish you

know I
Don't wanna be put in the spotlight
Back in the zone everything I touch gold, Midas
If you find me in the coal know that I'm heating up
Soon to be

baby will You have my Child
We ('Gone for going to) have The paper, We Don't have no Worries early In The Morning With The Sunday Paper 
Cooking in

me reaching for tomorrow 
Racing toward the gold got me running to tomorrow 
I be running to tomorrow catch me running by tomorrow
It never get olds

is for
Don't call me black, no more, call me gold
Cause my ancestors from the land of riches
We was chosen, we golden and everybody know it

The best

evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural

I thought our love was going strong
Rip in my heart where you belong
Seems by a string we're holding on
When I'm with you it's like a dream
Don