Lyrics:
me rollin' in the Ghost, Patrick Swayze
Travelin' all across the coast for this gravy
Buyin' gold by the pound, I upgraded
I came from lil' Mexico,
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
walking up to you
She's dying to be by your side
She's walking up to you
She's dying to be by your side
Fool's gold, shining in the night, so easy
partner's your worst enemy
Being the lead will get you to bleed
You might get stabbed in the back by your homie
You're not safe in Joburg
The city of gold
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
the good Lord only knows
Yeah, our time is coming
When this road we're on will turn to a street of gold
Long as we keep love alive
There's something
backed by gold
The government will never do it for y'all
For the negatives my vision be blurry and I ain't fronting
There be throwing shades and I ain't
Gold, Blink
I got some goals, Me
I am Backroad, Street
I am Backroad, Me
Gunning for Gold, Blink
I got some goals, Me
(Verse 1)
Going for Gold
Man i hate it when I'm in the club
Or out on the streets and
All these cats run up on me
Talkin bout what they doin, and
Who they set the liquor
spend my wage at the counter
By tapping my foot with "Great White"
as background
Tonight, Tiffany will be my queen
No time for candlelight dinner,
Eat
where you find it
Underneath the waves are all your lost days
Gold is where you find it
Which way will you come, by the road or by the sum
When gold is
thinking upward in my cranium
Heavy Metal in my veins it runs
Liquid gold with cold uranium
I can power up a UFO and
I won't lose control
I hold my weight in
so high
(So high)
And when we ridin' by
(Go by)
All the hoes just stop
Shit! Witcha lookin' ass, oh no
(Oh no)
Big 'lacs Ca-price on gold
(On gold
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
& white T-shirts
Stuck in the Gold Rush
As the neon's burning
Streets all drowned in green
Ain't the light's reflection
It's the Benjamins you see
Now
.png/220px-Doja_Cat_-_Streets_(Silhouette_Remix).png "Streets")
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