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can't remember the cash I threw
But I'm rocking gold links, when I'm with the crew
Diamonds on me different watches on you
Please believe I'm dripping

All Gold like Trinidad
Real life, not Internet
I invest, not spending it
Got your wifey like a Bobbi interview
Drizzy views, now we in her bed
I

men adore
Cop her more shit is what us real men are for
I see the gold trim on ya’ Christian Dior
Must a drove a brinks truck right into the store
Made

the city traffic
And we'd take turns leafing through it so entranced we couldn't speak

There's a hustler magazine buried on the banks of stoney creek
My

stage 
Care less what ya gang say

I’m just young nigga from the nine 
I do this shit like every time 
Shout out to my city 
You know we get litty

Treatin' validation like my whiskey
I don't chase it
Couldn't care less for what the snowflakes say
It's overrated
Dedicated, stimulated
Built the city

a check from the city 
Im getting chicken they looking for pity
Light skin  
Gold smile
This the trail 
Let me know if this too wild 
We all hope i'm worth

but I'm still drivin' you through the city
You know I act on you like a healin' when I pull up to your room with the Henny
And as soon it was over with

Memory, I can see
Salary, properly
Underneath, property
Stadium, teasing them
Killing them, finish him
Velocity, not as fast as me
NY city, thats where I be

Pull up in only exotics
Know what the topic is
Wet over gold and some diamonds
Can't teach me but I'll take some knowledge shit
Girl you know I'm

Archie and for Josh this nickel stuck bitch
Grind to make it out and not a nigga ain’t gone touch shit
Watch me make it got this gold on me like Mr. T
Pity

over wit
Out in the city got my real Cros with me, and we only 4 deep but its still Rollin 60
and we lookin for the freaks on a mission for the kitty

made racks in my city now
Everybody wanna get litty now
My line getting real busy now
I don't even know who with me now

I got way too many chains
I made

shit, don't gotta protect it 

I been bustin' flows 
And poppin' ho's
And bumpin' Hov
I go to school so old 
But my chains ain't gold 
And my beats too

do. Thought I was sleeping but
You making all of my dreams come true. 
I just might make a whole album on you. 
Love to admire you nude. 

You my lil

with you
I shine  in the dark
While you miserable
See me in interviews
Count up the dead in my living room
Open the blinds see the city view
Wouldn't

Bic
Imma go imma go get real lit
Imma go out to the city til' I find another body
That wanna ride on this dick
Imma go imma go get that shit
Imma go

city you about to sit and watch while your boy takes off
Got my head held high middle finger to the sky we only get one life I'ma live mine right
So I'm

the secrecy
Been spanked them boys and gave em passes, there's the leniency
Yeah, riding through the city with a blunt in my mouth
Tryna enjoy the scenery, what

shit but you silicone
Talkin all this big man shit nigga play ya role
Nigga pay ya toll
I ain't neva fold
And im made of gold
You would sell ya soul
Two

is why my heart got cold 
Tried new things just they just got old 
Every since you left the city everything on hold 
Girl you got my mind on swole

Know you wanna see me put it on ya
Showin' up, yeah
Blowin' up, yeah
Know you wanna see me blow up on ya
Aight, so
From the Steel City, know I rep that

Mama raised a hustler
Cant take me out my element
SheeshGold
Thru on Hugo
Just bought more Hugo
Now everybody Hugo
Had to unsend that text
Almost said

bane
Killer for fortune and fame
With nothing but pain I do it now
When i go gold got the go pro
In the dojo on a slow flow
And I don't know where