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of diamonds and shimmering gold.
now that I'm older and wiser I've chosen a life full of genuine growth.
grinding my life away working thru holidays spending it

seats
Feeling like I'm Stark, my computer gon' speak
She wanna have fun, so she stay in the streets
She said that I'm the problem, well, you know that

And yellow, all of my fellas stay strapped
Better yet this gold, will get you time, if they don't control it
Die for the Green, and they tax them bones
Want

from the mound, 
look gringo but he brown, 
kill another show in your town, 
stack gold bars by the ounce got an open account, 
your homies like; ""why'd

speak on it. It's like a nightmare on elm street how my dreams haunted. Paranoid by my premonitions. These cowards doing sucker shit I thought I'd never

though you hate me
You won't veto it
Constantly top choice with the voice of gold
Don't carry brown cents but got
A green money roll
In my pocket like

head back to the jeep
Your turn to chill here the count on three
Well cover the bill. lost in your story That's the key

Still out on the streets Its

Mary Poppins
Known to deliver, even when I clock it Michael Jackson, Ballack, it's gold in my stocket
Reputation has an alphabet song Want it all, play

Ice all up on me im glidin and shit
Rollie two tone gold and silver is mixed
Watch out for my glock it aint owned by a jit
Bustas be hating i dont give

Shawty, how you gettin' home
I'm good, I'm fine
Do you wanna sip wine?
Sometimes I do
Codeine in the fridge
Right there by the vegetables
Had to tell

On a dusty Casio, adagio for 30 weeks
None of this is new to me cause usually
I'm riding with the nightshade
Fitted like a ghost type
Oppers in the street be

Look, ayo really got no other option
Just live by the code and plot the hole
A pot of gold don't have
To compromise my soul pies get sold
Proceeds is

car
Snaked by my brother
He dead wrong
Cause some of my day 1's
The dead ones
If my brother need me
Then I'm there for em
We got the shit locked like

that serious, I know the deal.I go from city to city just winning, I feel like ShaquilleYou see that I'm quite happyBring Heat like I'm MiamiGold

potholes
Now zombies on them streets 
Niggas zooted, broke, depressed & chained up by some LEAN

Can't blame my ghetto yout
When government, a money fiend

black on black
Cuff links is mat
Plated gold in tact
Silence to you snake niggaz
Who hand shake hug fake forsake niggaz
Who backdoor your man kill

me to be a gold digger like all of you
I'd rather be homeless on the streets 
Than sleep beside a man I can never miss
I was born with a skin hot like

Rodan - "Ruler Of Day And Night"

Monstas come on

In these streets
Eating and breathing, believing
Keeping these devils bleeding
Leaving these

the streets so cold
Love is the answer
Why we want gold
Only 25 why my soul so old
Why I got dreams
Bigger than JColes
25 Shootin like stars in the sky
Better

flipping plenty OZs
Villain low-key still killing those beats
Grill in gold teeth used to chill in those streets
Filled with broke dreams
Coke dealers police

falling asleep
Flow unpredictable by any means
I be despicable violent with schemes
This style enticing like dangling keys
Speed on the streets while

Uh, uh, uh, uh uh, uh, yeah

Rockstar shit, Lil Peep
Pull up on his block, on his street
KKK on my feet
Young nigga broke, he ain't eatin' in weeks

building is the goal
Holy Spirit take control
Bold, 'til the day we walkin'
On them streets of gold
We encourage growth, better act like
You know, let's go,

the streets don't sleep
This is what the fuck it should be
This's what the fuck it should be
This's what the fuck it should be

Chei uh (drags weed) yeah
Money