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to be gold
Mentally I'm vintage
Fucking monumental
But my 9 to 5 steady stuck in my credentials
Everyday is consequential
I'll be good by the weekend

get expensive and its going higher
But no lie I don’t think Imma ever move away
Imma addicted to the great weather and California dank
Take a ride

rhyme
Who you working for? (For)
I'm trying to be indie, I'm trying to make what's mine
I stay by the door
I'm trying to escape but decide to (Decide to)

stupid
Ima leave her by the lake
I don't trust no nigga talkin bout he'll
"Pay me when I land"
Nah Ima need that money
For I get my ass on that plane
Get

Just let it breathe

I tell myself let it go
Still tell myself let it breathe
I don't have time for no probelms
Got 99 like my name is Jay-Z
I give

Inside myself 
Is where I uncovered 
No fool's gold,
But priceless gems 
It's always been me 
It's never been them 
Pointed fingers for years
And found

tension
I'm going for the gold, goals of a champion
Stars on the roof, in a Rolls Royce that's my choice
And I ain't that nigga who be speaking up with

West Coast, Gulf Coast, East Coast

H-Town M.O.B.

H-Town M.O.B.

were me, you'd be surrounded by security
Dope House, known for our purity

(Chorus)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, these west coast riders with the down south G's
17

you want
So we can go get it
Oh yeah
I'm going in
Goin' deep for the gold now
Focused on the road
Locked in
To the one route
Mind is in glaze

Hit another lick, go back to the north
I'ma get some straight drop or some soft

I don't want whip, sell it to me hard
I'mma have this shit gone by

let's go

Y'all ain't know, y'all needed this groove
Skip with two P's for my P's and Q's
And don't read me, bitch, bitch, read the news
Cause I'm just

the people that are there for you when life's about to fold
Never too old
Stories are told to keep us wishing
There's not a pot of gold
But we can keep

legendary
Haters abroad, Temporary
Who said I'm bad? You think you're rad
Waiting for the track, Now don't get mad
Cause I'm soaring through the sky like

Yeah
Yeah you knew me the best
(Yeah you knew me the best)
All my built-up stress
(All that stress we was going through)
Lay that shit to rest
(Get

Everything I drop bitch you
Know that it's gold 6 blunts, 6 bars
I been up for 6 days, so I don't know
But I keep doing drugs 'til
I'm numb

take, my money and run away with it, you ain't making shit, you weren't made for this
Goddamn
So homie take a pic, and it'll last longer
Don't be talking

ight
More for me, more for you
More to see, beyond the sea
Ya fool, don't be blind, by the blinders too
Don't leap, before knowing what kind to do
Leap

can't stay 
Mile by mile gonna let this road unfold 
Well I found my home in the sweet unknown 
In the sweet unknown 
  
I don't need a compass I know

Turn me up
Had to put the phone on DND for the night I'm blowing up again
Yeah yeah
Any kind of love on this side really just be coming going with

of a sudden I see a broad I'm feelin'
Grab her by the arm
Tell her pause for a minute
Can we talk for a minute?
Get lost for a minute?
I tell the DJ, "Cut

for the moment, we ain't speakin'
She with her man, she'll be back by the weekend
I'm fuckin' all these hoes to the weekend
I'm partyin', and going out

sounds like fun
Always straight on
Step by step, don't think web
Don't think more
You are sure
Going and run
Sounds like fun
Don't think more
Always

I don't want to die but I'm going to
Got a lot of s*** that I'm going through
Sorry if I'm boring you
You got your own s*** yeah of course you do
You

cooling
Ima mellow type of nigga you know how I get down
Yeah I play with Glocks don't have me looking like a clown
We can be some let's be friends for