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the one who shows 
Paint a  portrait 

What's a snowflake whos way to cold 
Sewing our thoughts  together 
Turning that wheat into gold 
Slave a corporate

object
Some try to get abducted by the light some day

[“Nightmare Bringer Zone”]

[INTRO]
This blunt in the underworld isn't going to get you high
It's

Somethin' like Franklin, coming by the ocean
Chatting with Lamar, how we made it this far

Tryna live life like this, they all wanna bounce to this
They say

did you know that I'm getting old
I gotta keep going in for gold but you know that I got two so I'm going to leave it alone
I'm still out here on my own

object
Some try to get abducted by the light some day

[“Nightmare Bringer Zone”]

[INTRO]
This blunt in the underworld isn't going to get you high
It's

aint gold got to dig yourself out that hole apply the pressure i grow. no diamonds no pressure and how you die is how your measured the treasure if from

Nigga I'm real fourth ward baby
See I was raised on da block by the playground
Back all on da mic Skate Yon going gold
I need them racks the ones that

Don't make it worry me.
J Boog : I know some rather gold some love their  money some give it all up 
 and don't even notice after losing all they worked

bar bar ma dustha
Tu sustha sustha sustha
Tu sustha sustha sustha
Bhai tu sustha sustha sustha

She wanna ride with me
I'm charging by the meter
Always

sade 3 lakh ke ye kicks
They're frosted like my cuban links
I'll always be making decisions inspired by kinks
I don't give fuck what she thinks
Chahiye

hip

Was trying to be modest but baby girl you're the finest
Around you my mind is crazy while we being honest
Gold is not more precious than time is
So

a question I know you got a way to dodge it.
Not a gold digger but with me you going to be flossing.
Still street, I know you can really see me.
Making plans I

Raise the temperature to middle of summer 
cll black ski mask hoppin out of the hummer 
We move so tact we can't be seen by no others
Good die young

(Verse 1)

Laid back chilling
Feet up with some gold on
Thinking how ill make my chode long
You hate on me so long
Ima one man army
Imagine with

start Catch'n cases when I'm older
I can't part w the game , it's all I know huh
Now I gotta do my thang with a pole huh ,
It ain't no one by my side so I

he was then 'nd what he wanted couldn't fade out
Gold, make the hell feels like is a soul
Going deep, empathy that we sold
Gotta make a deal, ASAP all

wanna tell ya what ever 
Ya wanna do be clever
No matter  what sup gold can't be silver
So be clever yo be a river
Go for money first not a story

Cos if

couldn't stop or steer
How the fucc you try to blame us for the shit that we get into
Traumatized by homies dyin
You wonder why we mental
You ever lost

with some black beamers met switches ben ik opzoek naar some trophies
Wil mayamba’s om pols audemars couple rocks gold tones ik heb niks aan een roley

house so eat dust 
Won't ease up better D-UP 
We too cool like cC 
Come get schooled by cB 
Combine that and you'll find that 
It's easy as cBC 
But this

The Metaphorical Architect, Build Verses Stone By Stone,
Shine Brighter Than The Gold In Fort Knox, Every Line Is Of My Own.
Yeh, In A World Of Pencils, I'm

for a minute
Aint Nothing But A G Thang im Big Pimpin
This a Anthem for them Players out here 44 tippin

And my pen spills Rose Gold - - still a lone

All them nights spent by myself, cooped up in the room 
Putting in work saying shit I better blow soon
Now im on the throne, crooked halo shining
Light

Posted with my burner in my pocket by the benches,
Gained weight fast before C was the henchest,
Started with an eighth of each then grind relentless,