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Concords to the front porch so bitch I'm on my way
Sun rays kissing my face such a beautiful day
Neighborhood strays and run aways things never

To hold and offer her the world
But I can't give my heart to each and any broad
That shit made of gold
Shattered by attacks
And I can't fix it, so I pack

the shit they pretend to be
In that gold jersey, why you play me though?
I put 81 on you, get Jalen Rose'd
Mention me and see the ratings grow
I came back

cheese while
Everybody gettin watched nowadays Everybody gettin popped by the cops nowadays
I think about Shakur sometimes Change I'm really not sure

keep your grand name
She's yours by blood, yet she's mine to claim
You think you own her, like gold in your shrine
But I own her soul, and she owns mine

when he pop he shooting blanks
Gang feel like no limit just went out to gold tank
Think about my bro T every time I pour the drank
Get the shooting

"Success is to be measured not so much by the position that one has reached
In life as by the obstacles which he has overcome"
Booker T. Washington

fools gold, only thing tellin is time, really who knows
Hindsight so 20/20, I can see clearly now
But back then, everything that happened had me weirded

had to See 
My faith is blind, I just live my Dream 

My life depressing as shit
Blackout, my line out again
Fuck it, it is what it is
Counting by tens

worship
Chigga what is your purpose?
I don't think that you heard this
Only metal you held was a damn Silver-spoon bitch, how you gon' murk this?
Acapella

it
I'll put myself around my neck and I mean it, uh
Katu, gold chain
Bound to blow like some propane, like okay
So numb, Novacane up in my brain, okay

on how far we done came
Use to want the silver necklace now it's white gold chains
All I wanted was the skrilla
Never wanted the fame
Always been real

that nine on my side, make me put it to your brain
Got an AK-47, nigga call me Lil Wayne
Got this Drac on my side, nigga think it's a game
I've been that

cuz I’m king and not you cuz the name
Say, dis dat trap shit frontline Bankhead
I was raised by some real G’s who certified and crack heads
Sledgehammer

Whether you're in HMV or KFC, HMP or A&E
I make them see a-n-d let
You know the c-a-s-e
From LDN not NYC, on the m-i-c I'm MIB
Like BIG the MVP, VIP

no
I'm profound questioned by the perspective that thinks I'm lost
If o bhari how come they show you love?
If o le tleva how come you rise above all

soul is filled with light
Feel the wave, in my brain, I'm releasing all the sines
My wave forming from a Tide
Cause It's too clean
I do by any means
All

frequent
I think I know her weakness, and I know a couple misters
And they live near Bicester's, but it's strictly business
And imma' really do the distance,

Can't see me with jesus lenses
Pop out the cut jeeper creepers and friends
Cuz in the a g fina leak
I'm off the z fina sleep
She wanna freak and get

that I'd never been born

When the day is done
Some get by but some get old
Just to show life's not made of gold
When the day is done

Linger on pale

the negative and who around you
Wanna be another copycat
Be yourself, won't you copy that
Rather see a slave, than to be a slave
I'm been really slaving just be

nigga spend 10K on a lawyer
Boy, that ain't gold in your mouth, that's foil
I started this shit, just call me the soil
Ayy, just caught me the soil
Got

a matte black Benz you see me when I roll out
Stuntin' I'm pullin' the gold out
Still Mr. Maninthafunction not takin' no hoe out
Passin' the hoe round, she

rifle
And I know one day my daughter could win American Idol
(I see you girl)
I try to lead by example, that comparison's vital
Yeah, I got skeletons in