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better taste enriched
Like to set the mood, keep the candle lit
I like someone who can handle this

Turn my aura rose gold from the highs
Everything is

too
Look around, don't tell me you ain't blessed, boo
Gold on my chain, gold on your chain too
Back then, these chains was for the slaves, boo
Prada

like I love, then I will And keep droppin' these classics
Double gold chain with a angel doin' dance moves

My soul cut deep, poured Henny on the stab

my shoes
Can't fit my size
I went too deep in her
She say can't fit my size
Got the the gold pack winner
The rest can't fit my size
Can't take my spot

technicalities
The quotes in my gallery show the force of my cavalry
I know I look alone but there's these forces that's surrounding me
The ocean is what's

Child of the corn am I gonna blow gonna blow
Coldest brother breathing will I make it snow when I blow
If my soul gold will it snow gold

I used to wanna

perfect where da gallery at?
My last shit was too dope I had to relapse

In the two door I vanish like abra cadabra
I murdered the big body out like

and fall
I guess we're not the same after all
Camera gallery filled with pain and agony
You want my thoughts to laugh at me, until you've got it all
Then

screens

We want comments on the photos, but not comments on our life
Crowded galleries on gram, but not people on our side
We want to be in a movie,

with open doors
I get it Fosho
Fosho
Breaking it down it gotta flow
I get it go
It go
Two tone my bitch looking gold
she'll keep it and blow
big knocker

the world
On a beam of light
You can watch that TikTok boody
You can like a dee like
She in the Tate gallery
She be hustler of the week
She be driving

I was eighteen might just rock a gold chain
Like BA from A Team my God
These are not words with empty promises
These are from a person who's immersed

Professional Ballers

C-BO

'Til My Casket Drops

1998

call me the locster 
Only smokes the bombest chronic, Professional Ballers like the Sonics 
Respect game, with or without these gold chains 
We're

Manilla

Lupe Fiasco

Drogas Wave

2018

setbacks
Jetlaggin', very swaggered and my Jordans dirty
Amg performance, my foreign don't show no mercy
Mere products, objects, meaningless

Yea, c'mon c'mon, yea, c'mon

Let's take a trip but not of the physical
Sense of direction on a kid who's artistical
Through a gallery of thoughts

Gallery (okay)
Pour up an eight, watch the soda make bubbles (yeah)
Husband done left her, I got her in trouble (yeah)
Woof, can't cuff, so I bust out

The End

Kevin Ayers, Nico

Kevin Ayers/John Cale/Eno/Nico

1974

the summer rain

There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west

Ride

The End

Nico

(Live) Heroes

1986

the summer rain

There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west

Ride

pan to fire like a vandal hand to Montana Gold
Fan the flame of animals with access to the roof like Michelangelo
About to free a statue from a cube

Garbage

Aesop Rock

Float

1999

Wing of wax? Or wing of gold leaf? Choose one
Float or plummet 20,000 cold leagues
My nourishment's provided in the summer
So I wonder how y'all

I'm a dude with a plot
Gold on my watch, fucking a thot as I'm drinking the scotch

I'm the breadwinner
Yuh, girl-getter when you lacking in performance

It's easy to believe that
There's a city made of gold
Filled with those who fame has blessed
Just as cursed with rotten souls
And when the pop stars

a nice man
And a good man
On the one hand
Waving that flag
Like you were born there
Get the gold star
In the gold car
When you pull up
Make ‘em all forget

mic performances while they shutting down the bar
We came a long way from school lunches in the car
Recording our first song going from summer into fall