Lyrics:
a little spit polish brighten up my shine
See the gold standards all that I know
Whether words from the top of my dome or I wrote
Make a verse then its fire
to roles gold
The lords beautiful
Before him I'm to shame to show my face
But she's so mean can't help but to fall off the race
Motherfucker
Hot
to roles gold
The lords beautiful
Before him I'm to shame to show my face
But she's so mean can't help but to fall off the race
Motherfucker
Hot
everyone talks down
To people that they claiming that they love and then fall out
Cus somebody gotta get called out but
Run that shit the fuck up
I ain't
answer
As you breached, I chose not to speak up
Cause I was weak, by today's standards you be fired
I just play it like Ether in 02, bitch who shot ya
If
three
Thirty racks on me
Get you whacked by 1017
Ten thousand on Givenchy
All rats, we poison they cheese
They thought we ain't smokin' this G
Got
in cap I ain't buying it
She love the D she love the D
I can tell by how she riding it
Bullet gang you know we killing shit
Icey icey how we flooding
But see I'd balled out, and before I fall I'd
Slow my 'Lac down to a nice speed
The brain was that fried egg I might need
New direction was apparent
These boys don't mess around
And these boys will put you down
And these boys will put you out
Cause we the family know
As the fucking dope house
I bring
nothing,
(Ok, MintKliff)
Need you to listen to me alright?
(Alright alright)
Make sure you never run out of money,
(Alright alright)
Don't fall for no
hustle, mama, I'ma move the white
If I died and came back, I'd do it twice
Brainwashed by the block, it consumed my life
Cool nigga but a killa when
death threats, LOL, I'm dead, I'm dead
Fools wanna see me fall and that's why they watch me step by step
Mans tryna get my Ps right now, don't care
I'm low key cruisin' wit a big boy purchase
Protected by my presence, therefore you're never nervous (nope)
I know ya boy worth it (yep), the kid got
Got caught in a Uber should've took a Revel (Skrt)
She said the chain on my neck a Gold Medal (Like What)
Mixing that boy with the gas...pedal
Can't
saviors, helping me survive this sad worlds cruel nature
But I'm never a failure, cause even if I fall, I rise and fly to my own standards
Like I'm High
Well god damn I'm just stammered by the gold standard
Of a life just existing in the prisons of a system that's the cause of so much affliction
See it
another story
Thought about moving to ... better ask my boy
Had to bleep it out, can't have niggas knowing all my moves
I like minding my business and you
looked tight, shapely and bright, dignified
Used to be in the spotlight
Envied by the schoolmates
Parents loaded, tons of friends, never knew any bans
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
prophecy
And it won't be too long till people rock with me
It may not even be two years until we profiting
I done made it out of the pit, ain't no one
Who ride him out the hell they in, who party like a hellion
Leading the rebellion, The man dies via unity
The falsehood falls now, death for your
often
Results in portraying of greed
I thought I was free
Behind in my standards
I could be surrounded by tweeks
Always rhetorical
Asking myself if I'm
to the heteronormative standards
Of what, like, is hegemonic masculinity in today's society, you know
I can't just come out and say that...
Sometimes I doubt myself and I
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