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Pink, red, blue, stories about you
In the city of neon lights, where the stars never fade,
In my vintage car, where the past and present meet,

Yeah
I had my very first epiphany, shoppin' at Tiffany, while diamonds glistenin'
Sittin', posin' with Kelly how they picture me rollin'
Gold

There goes Irene
With those bell bottom jeans
And all those cool rings
Back into the city
Take the suitcase
Board the slow train
Don't try to save

I wanna be famous
I wanna be known
I want recognition
I wanna be shown, shown the way
With your money love
I wanna big city
I wanna big show
I wanna

like to say peace to the gods out there And see a
Large nation still city
Xing Xing regime

Peace to the gods symmetry
Peace to motherfucking the future

Tribulations we go through
City to the country its all uniform
Unicorn, got a few forms
Rock mode rap mode you can pick one
Don't matter i'm a problem, either

rolling, through my city
Blowing hundreds, throwing fiftys
Pretty bitches show me titties
Now they all fucking with me
Back then I was broke still ain't

fazo's get a cleanse
And in the end, I'm the Hometown Hero
I never had zero
What an image of my city that's been captured in the mirror
A white tee wearer,

learning that"
That's because I put in work like a hurting back
If you want to cop a verse that's a hundred racks
Face of my city, you know that I'm running

some motion bitch, and Yo bitch really love me
The way she fuckin' open shit, Head  shots to yo head, with no Scope  and shit, niggas
Come to my city

to my city on business
And I heard opinions I'm playing the middle
I can't lie like I never be wishing the trenches wasn't why I can't feed all my niggas

O-B-J
I guess I gotta go hard til' they know my name
On the lake sit back and exfoliate
I got
Old times
Coincide
With my old mind
It's a gold mine
Looking

inctus, between the dusk and sunset.
The brutalist, formalist, international palimpsest.

The sun is turning buildings gold, which once were steel

the plan is
Follow me to Atlantis
Follow me into a city below
Tales of fortune, diamond
Riches, magic, pearls and gold
Don't be affraid to take a leap

wanted it all and got too greedy
It led to our fall, my interest receding
Heard you was round the city
You heard I was getting too litty
You heard I was

nothing in my wallet
It's my street that city hall must rename
I put my name everywhere as if I were Bolloré
And the style comes from the southern suburbs

everyday niggaz get greedy

Gotta Speak up like a Rasta red gold and green 

Red green and black and white tell me what it means

Yeah 



I never thought I

Festive lights and balloons take flight
City stars twinkle ever so bright
Today we celebrate, joy takes its stand
Honoring courage, love, hand in

this city of gold, where dreams unfold

Abu Dhabi, where tradition meets grace
Sheikh Zayed Grand Mosque, a sacred place
The Louvre's art whispers

trust these niggas tryna stab you in your back
If it's windy in the city, then I'm probably in a rack
Top down in the summer with my girl, that's where

kettles, yeah
Gold chains like I won the first-place medal
It ain't easy to keep up with this level
That's why you'll never bust out your bezel
A bonus

echoing their voices
change is like a raging fire in the forest
taking something old and turning anger into gold dust

bluebird, we flew right off the edge

boy I said what I said
I'm Covered in gold, while I'm sending em lead
I saw the throne, that shit was vacant
I started making up plans how to take it

The poetry flowed through me like a river
Of gold
The mountains sang with secrets
And I found
I was Gwion Bach
But now I'm
The Bard
Taliesin, they call me
They