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in shit a golden mine!
Out of this scenario I found my silver line!
I thought at the start that this wasn't lit
My album is late and I give a shit

this serene
Somewhere with a Sicilian queen, gettin' guillotine
Made it to the Golden Globes from the silver screen
Fine China like an island in

dreams man you got to work
And you got to speak that shit
Into existence repeat that shit yeah repeat that shit
Over and over till you believe that shit

to make the dream become reality
I know that somewhere there must be

A golden key
And a reason to believe
There is freedom in the air
And it's easier

ever, it still remains untold
Out of time, out of love, I could never fold
All these rappers mining silver while I’m mining gold
Seem like nowadays, every

Dream into reality
So stop the hassle
Going uphill
When I look down
I'm baffled

They don't know how far I've come
All the nights I spent after days were

this whole album in my bedroom closet
And I'm coming with the thump that can thump yo noggin
I was raised off that cotton and I got to know, got to know

a golden light   
lies the knowledge with all the books 
that no man could ever write  
and no fool could ever look   


Bridge
Blessed by stars  
I found

I dream, I dream of Big Sur, where the grass grows green as the salts of the earth
And San Francisco is kind, sending songs of love to the one I

club chillin
No head starts see I was raised into poverty
But by design though in my mind
Lies a specific set of Golden melanated preservation optimistic

It just so happens I was napping in reality
Woke up to a dream now I'm out of reach
Money talks so I still don't know how to speak
I'm allergic

On his last legs he come in
By the hair upon his chin
The loser took the silver pin
And it’s all or nothing lately
Fruit grown on the vine
Takes its own

dimmer than dreams of coming up
I'm stressed, pressed for time that I don't have
Drink less, the silver haze is all I have
Got things on my mental that I

contemplation 
Because it's time for illustration 
Dreams to reality
Create more than imagination 
I like the way I word it 
You call it manifestation 
So if I

head
Leaves the dreamer dead
Wake em up to see reality is far-fetched from a dream
But even truth where's a facade there's a mirage in every scene

If reality don't make no sense
But my dreams were dope (yeah)
I've been
(scrollin') scrollin', scrollin', scrollin'
Scrollin', scrollin'
Scrollin'