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As I walked out in Chester city
At the late hour of the night
Who should I see but a fair young maiden
Washing her clothes in the clear moonlight

for that check
I got gold up in my mouth and I got diamonds on my neck
When I touch my next 50, I'ma buy a platinum set
Bitches love me, niggas hate me,

Way above the city we be soaring through the dreams
With a bird's eye view watch the words that I scream
Taking off at some top speeds you in the hot

America, the builds of gold, flags flyin' high, primary hold
From the mountains to the shining sea, there's a beat in the air that sets us free
In

Verse 1:
In the twilight hours, I roam alone,
A wandering soul, with no place to call home.
Through city streets and country lanes,
I search for

(Bridge)
Through city lights, and busy days,
In my thoughts, my hometown stays.
With every step, and every mile,
Home's embrace, brings a smile.

(Verse 3)

rasgando nos verso e nas rima 
Gold na lente e na corda destaque do ano porque no som nois capricha, pela city em curita nos show nois embica e milhões

know I'm where you wanna be
Takin' trips to different cities like I'm a celebrity
I'ma give the truth, I don't deal with fake shit, I won't deal with you

Dusty dashboard faded map tucked in the side
Engine humming softly as the daylight starts to die
Rolling past the city limits where the true life

a new one (this a new one)
All these niggas biting like they chewing (chewing)
Had the 50's mixed up wit the blue ones (wit da blue ones) Im in LA gold

greed and they go deceive us
Star with the bark, I'm a gold retriever
Flag on the play, I'm a wide receiver
Blind to the bullshit, Stevie Wonder
For once

dead
I've finally started healing needing you instead
The emerald seas are churning and i'm burning for your gold
This empress I adore her can't be

I'm great nigga
How I'm not the one
Jobs not done until I'm holding gold and winnings the final outcome
They say you need a team I had to do it without

Ay
He's dipping on the track, is CEOwen leaving? 
I put my city on the map there ain't no one competing,
Took some beatings, I had people praying

needs you smile!" they say
"How dare you? I've got a gold card!"
"Sir the card is plastic"
Now you're ready to be a grownup
All you wanna do is to be

daddy bitch call me papa
Fucking so hard we gonna see caca
Chupapi muñeno all you the sussy bakas
No peso no pablo yo bitch is a vaca
She a gold digger

downtown every city that we go
And all the hoes we chose they chose to come up out them clothes
Now we on they radar cuz we moving all across the map
I wear

I go for the gold, ain't no bronze in this bitch Anything that I want, I'ma get it
021, that's the city I'm reppin' Book and pen, that's

actually true, I do, we're not really that kind of family
Like everyone in this city
Making marks is for marks, make enough to make escape velocity. 
Build

Imagine me on fuckin' cocaine
Yeah, I can make some heads pop, leave with no brain
Shit done weighed me down to bedrock, heavy gold chain
I can

as I came in
Sellin' out shows like Billie
Finger, wrist silly
Callin' me the king of my city
Villa filled up wit biddies
We gon make a viddy
I can turn

a nigga got cash HEY 
New bitch got a fat ass 
Brand new bitch finna make me brag HEY 

Riding around city in a four door 
You know the rest go You know how

Beneath the Saharan moon we tread softly oh so slow
Through dunes of gold and silver where the desert winds blow
In the heart of Maghreb where

birthplace
Talkin' Philly, uh,
Hottest in the city, uh
I'ma make em feel me, yeah, Make sure they get with it, uh
To them people switchin' up, stay on that