Lyrics:
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
gold medals for no chasing bitches
Don't be no sucka nigga, get this money run a check up nigga
Don't be no sucka shawty, get this money run a check up
to love
'Cause if you don't ever try, then baby, you may never see
I've got the Midas touch
Everything I touch turns to gold, yeah, darlin'
I've got
Before they put my body down in the grave
They gonn have to put my name with the greats
Don't need a star In the road I know what it takes
All for
bleeding, can't think about sex
Irritated by your Kotex
We don't need to kiss, we don't have to fuck
I'll pull out my dick bitch, you can suck
Now here, don
we're not gonna stop
Double down on the dip
Don't slip when it's hot
If we all play our part then we're bound for the stars
Gold bar, supercars,
Been humble for too long time to let these niggas know
Cuban links and gold ropes
Cuban links and gold ropes
Cuban links and gold ropes
Cuban links
we'll be waiting on the dance floor
And let your body let it go
You're best case scenario
Love don't come in stereo
Baby, you are AM gold
AM gold
and no bread
But was fueled by the hope someday we would stack bread
When I look around, I dream of going away
Just to find a place or time where things
lit by Olympic torches
Gold bars melted and what returned Rolexes
Niggas got Breitlings to burn
Loyalty to earn
Royalty to who it may concern this is
Keep telling myself
Don't fuck it up too much
Going back
To living off gold dust
Wanna live
No i don't wanna survive
Breaking my back, sweat, tears
R.I.P to rose, bloomin' gold in the garden
Yeah
Grave to the garden
Going going going from the grave to the garden
We Going going going from the grave
on my way to New Orleans, for one whole month
To see my shorty in Magnolia, she got gold fronts
We don't kiss matter fact I only hit that once
But she
a gold digger (no diggity, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo)
Yo, Dre drop the verse (no, no, no)
She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene
Said 'I don
Don't trust your girl around me
I'mma keep going, keep going
Keep going, going
I'mma keep going, keep going
Keep going, going
I'mma keep going
Yeah, 'cuz we aiming for the gold
Yeahhhh
We stay golden
Call me pony boy
Siyl3nt Siimba
Aim for the gold, I’m going hard
This much heat make gold
into fools Gold
Nooo
I've been searching for the key
But realized that it was in me
You can put ya full trust in me
Don't be fooled tryna fuck wit Me
and it's a gold mine, uh
Make that chop Mili Rock like on this gangster shit
Whoever don't like it, they can suck a gangster dick
If she a real bitch
hundred, wow
I got eleven plaques on my walls right now
You got your first gold single, damn, nigga, wow"
Like the chorus went like
Don't bite that
can tell by your charm and your arm"
But I'm lookin' for the one, have you seen her?
My psychic told me she'll have a ass like Serena
Trina, Jennifer
tell by your charm and your arm"
But I'm lookin' for the one, have you seen her?
My psychic told me she'll have a ass like Serena
Trina, Jennifer
don't be fooled
Fools gold only fools fools though, don't be fooled
Fools gold only fools fools don't be fooled by, by fools gold
This Pinocchio topic Is
my gold
I'm going out to fund what
Sideways to the next life
Nigga on the one way
And going in the wrong direction
Time to cock the Glock
'cause yo
the scene with a gangsta slouch, mmm, hmm
(And it don't stop, and it don't quit, it's like that and ah)
See, niggas in the South wear gold teeth and gold
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