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ordaining a prophet
Profiting streets of gold sent
To all the kids on block
Tryna clean the neighborhood
Where all my homies got shot
Or took away by the cops

sent to get him
And who am I? -but 'Midas' (King of Lydia) the city of the Phrygians
Although dying... I recognised the sight of Silenus
I made a bed

Before there was a house with a white picket
Before there was a yard with a dog in it
Was just a field outside the city limits 
You wouldn't know it

Cuz I don’t got time for these hoes
Gold watch we still shinning in the dark 
We was broke across street they was always living large 

1 time for

stunner, don't tangle or twist it
When it come to these beats I am that bitch
A soul full of gold, girl I am that rich
And I gold dig in holes, girl am that

Fuck these bitches ion want no problems
When I see a red flag, stop sign, I'm gone drop her
They be actin 24k, they gold plated copper
Pinky ring

Hi Daddy! Have and excellent day, I love you.
Excellent vibes only.
Sunshine and rainbows
All glitter ain't gold
Top down in the cold
You can see

the night so I gotta stay sober
It's all good tho, on to the CVS
I need some rubbers by the box, gold package
Straight mackin', .45 packin'
Just in case these

respect these
Stories I told
This just a cold
Lonely road
They say ky you getting old
Yea I know
Finna turn twenty one man I'm gold
I was bold flipping

It's hard to try and grow
When the room pitch black
So let me light it up
I go for the gold
Second place still last to me
I need that Mitus touch
We

Cartier eclipse, I never miss
Too many calls, all of em missed
Only white gold, never la piss
Ain't even march, but I'm balling la bitch
Givenchy

dome
Nigga act crazy pop at his dome
No shot glass drink styrofoam
Gold like Shaba Ranks put it on (aye!)
In the back of this spot it's a chicken coupe

empire, step by step,
In the pursuit of wealth, no time to rest.

Chasing the dream of riches untold,
In a world of luxury and shimmering gold.
I'll work

months, still stuck in bed
Gimme a piercing, give me a living
Gimme some peace man,
It's been three months, still stuck in bed

Fuck this fucking city I

by myself
I ain't never been no rookie to no shit I need a vette'
Not Asian nigga I'm faded
City boy but I got Pep
Two working on my step
My hearing

the rain
All chatter halted by the ramblings of a man...

"I saw the Towers...
I know the way...
But who is brave enough to lead...?"

His voice a silent

Kentuck' again
Home, where are you now?
Gold, two times found
The city by the bay
Shines in many ways
But my house is up for sale again
Another fallin out

oh, oh, oh

Yeah, I get that
Realest in the city, that's a big fact
Gotta be designer if I twist that

Make a tap out if I hit that
Talkin' bout you

tried, he always tried
And 'til the day he died he tried, he always tried
Well, he stood taller than the mountains
And his heart shined brighter than gold

flauntin, give me a bomb beat
So I can shit on the city that stomped me
Flow in hopes that we grow, let go like a catapult
Ocean view from the patio, off

Woah
Eda ya ya ya ya yeah
Anyedro
Ya yeah
Uh
Gold Candle Music

I don't play any single time
They turn the mic on for me
Afia'nweh that could be last

shuttles
Doing better than my enemies
We call that opportunity
Reaching out for unity, but who gon' pay the unit fees,
Got 3 names in the city, would rather

I was a boy in Illinois
Became a man in California
Now I’m being drawn to Mexico
I was betrayed by Mississippi
Oh she left and she did not miss me
I

of it (Bitch)
All of these diamonds and gold, but what are you really without it? 
Away from the city I'm bout it

Maybe someday as I'm running away I'll