Lyrics:
with gold in it
Black matter, see this grey matter is dark matter, no words
Just my brain matter makes stars scatter
That's exactly what we capable
What makes the world go round
What talks but makes no sound
You can swim in and never drown
That's money, money, ahh
What belongs to the one percent
that free, yeah?
We are not created equal, no
I could give a fuck if I offend a couple people, yo (tell me, is that free)
What the fuck is you
never solved anything
You can sit at home and watch T.V
They sell you their greed
You agree with glee!
Believe what they want you to believe!
Go against
lame, all the same
Really shitty
On the weekend, seekin' out the
Secrets of the ancient city, what?!
Pitfall, big LOLs lick toads, trip balls
Quicksand,
Ellington in the Uber ride
Ridin by my old high school
Now I school the high
Deeper than a scuba dive
Who am I? I I I I just believe
That actions define you
said, "What?"
He said, "Looks like another high school shooting"
I said, "Where?"
He said, "Looks like it happened about an hour north of Miami"
I
ranked officials of our city streets
Make millions all triggered by electric beeps
They dress in diamonds and rope chains
They got the blood, Scarface
'New York, Big City of Dreams'
To get by, cats doing plenty of things
It's a honest hustle, but you gotta have some kind of muscle
Either it's
all the pretty girls strutting by fancy curls
Sure is hard to do
Goin by the pawnshop's local bars city cops and people in my way
Oh what a city
Never
If we don't win by the ballot
It's back to the bush
Build an African Death Star out of callouses
Children's swollen stomachs
Push into
to get shot
Whoever said that what I say and portray is negativity
Need to come kick it in the city with me
And find the black and crack the fact
They
out Father
Together we crossed paths, oceans & mountains
In the midst of fire, what haven't I lived through?
The enemy wasn't happy
He didn't know
was consumed
Identify by these three signs: The claws that catch and crimson eyes
Trail of gold dust, oh so poisonous, so try not to inhale
Children in
gold in the air
It's falling like water, always coming down from those hills, no, no, no
Go West young man
Earn a dollar a day that's what your
Chorus:
I'm just looking for a pot of gold.
Rainbows I can almost hold.
And I keep searching, my dreams make me nervous,
cuz sooner or later, if
America to me
The place I work in
The worker by my side
The little town the city
Where my people lived and died
The howdy and the handshake
The air
out bottle till
The pain run dry like a desert
Once the Desert Eagle ride by
What you reppin?
What you reppin my nigga, you got a weapon?
Well I got
from the nang death cookie
duely compensated by saturation of rookies
No self pity and no savin' the children
No romance, dancin' and group hugs
No
like you was wonder the bread
Sheek, Zeke, hell rell and I got some in the feds
I contradict what ever the government says
For them boys on my back wit
this song all the people having fun
Music is what I'm living for
If you are feeling weak so deep inside
No place to run, no place to hide
R. E. S. P.
Wetin Dey sup
I Dey your city now
I'm catching vibes
You cannot
While your sitting down
So get up
And come tease me
No give suspense
Like a seasonal
make you what I need (what I need)
I just wanna give you all I see
(Got me walking in the feels up in this city)
Never could forget about your touch (not
came out
My niggas ain't trying to the hear that smooth shit you talk about
What's Up wit that cat Canibus, some played you out
Why you didn't answer
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