Lyrics:
the back
Blunt full of gas catch me on the ave
Swang to the left gold chains around my chest
Top notch hoes get the most nothing less yeah
Gold chain
pockets
With lots just like four garages
How you think I came
This far got this far just by working hard
I am the bar purest form
Shining hard come around
How many of the adults around you let you down
I could have died, but I'm still here
And for that, I'm grateful
But Judgement Day has come
The fakes
and this one thing I know
Don't come around here flexin', I suggest you slow your roll
Tryna show off all your diamonds and gold
They gon' get you for
sounds like a great plan, but whos doing the work? And whats the budget for this?
ANDREW:
Well, I work with some contractors, um, builders,
to find out the master's name.
Down at the end, round by the corner.
Close to the edge, just by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
a gold digger
(When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' with no broke niggas
(I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head, get down
(I gotta leave) Get down
a gold digger
(When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' with no broke niggas
(I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head, get down
(I gotta leave) Get down
and a getaway spot
These are just a few of the
Things that I have not
I'm so stone-cold broke, you
Know it's no joke, I get
A embarrassing paycheck
Half pays
names off the year book to signing checks while I'm laughing
Now times ya times Andrew Jackson by 5 and that's my passion
One hunned rapping no cappin
it’s been a while since I have seen you in the comments, got a fuckin’ attitude
No gratitude to cast a view, to let you move
So pass around the word in
[Greg Nice]
G-O-L-D gold and I've been told
It's too hot to hold you can get it sold
In the summer heat in the winter cold
Fourteen karat gold won't
most bros like Orocho?
Work been coming by the boatload
Please don't get caught by photos
I get caught? That's a no no
All my women painted murals
Me not
'm Legendary Eagle Master
But I keep a gold Nova in my Civic
Declan, Andrew Flynn
Rapist killer
DeLand to Grand Haven
Fear the organic grim reaper
Sig Sauer
a gold digger
(When I'm in need)
But she ain't messin' wit no broke, broke
(I gotta leave)
Get down girl, go 'head get down
(I gotta leave)
Get down
to find out the master's name.
Down at the end, round by the corner.
Close to the edge, just by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
(gold digger, gold digger)
But the kid is not my son (I like the way you try to get slick no, no, no, no diggity)
For forty days and for forty nights
funky with the heartbeat props, y'all
(Heartbeat props!)
It's time to get busy with the heartbeat props
(We're giving heartbeat props)
I give my man
Cheering from crowds
Red ties, Black nights, but this love is Gold
Think you’re too cool for me
Think you took me places I have never been
Get lost in
(Where) Where I go? (How) How did I get here? (How did I get here?)
Walk around with a Smithfield (Smithfield)
I'm from the south, had a gold grill (Gold
a fuck
Cause I know I'm the best
Patty comin in with the best beats from the west
Ask me how I get by
I don't touch or molest
Now enough of that talk
Lemme
boujie and picky
I swear my life is a movie come get you a ticket
I'm not gone get in specifics but I knew that boy was a hoe from the stories he flippin'
now I live with my nigga Andrew, and he help me get through all the
Struggles of fuckin' bein' alone, and havin' no Place to go except for thoughts
I'm about making 20's
Andrew Jacksons get turned to Benji's
If I feel like that boy offend me
Then imma pop out with a different semi
Everyday nigga
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