Lyrics:
Questioning my blessings
Got me stressing on the way to heaven
Lawd
The Black gold The black gold The Black Gold
Black to gold black to gold black gold
Questioning my blessings
Got me stressing on the way to heaven
Lawd
The Black gold The black gold The Black Gold
Black to gold black to gold black gold
believe in me too
And prize your heart of gold the way I do
He'll know that will be your crowning glory your whole life through
Your love will see that
Chocolate eyes
Stoic smile
What are you doing out there
Come inside
Drop a line
Always got time to want you
By my side
Cuz the way you tease right
the do'
I'm on my way to see my man (bye)
He putting gas in my tank (skrrt)
I'm gonna marry that man (I do)
And you can call me Mrs frank (yeah)
Ben, I
Oh my god, shorty bad
Let me hit it from the back, woah
No strings attached
But somehow I end up an asshole
Shorty why you mad? woah
Andrew Tate got
wall
Only difference is Chuck might give you that call
To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening
Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt
of villains
So let me show you the opposition
(List em' off!)
Startin' off, Norman Osborn as Green Goblin
Dr. Otto Octavius
Peter's best friend then Sandman
Mud and random violence
Business is the way to stay
The bloody hand of tyrants
Convinced yet? Sail and ask
My buddy Andrew Ryan
A grip of iron never
fish I prayed to the Gods
And it rained on us Lunch
Dame's wanna bang on the bus now
Beauty gave me brains till I bust
But I'm feelin way out of touch
can be my homie)
And that's only if you show me, I'll be… (I'll be)
All the way, all the way, all the way down (I'll be)
All the way, all the way, all
or turn around and walk the other way
I know the road always shows
the heartbreak in your eyes
there’s no wrong until you have the right
to hold me for
of the ditch(show nuff)
But that gold ain't make me rich (Iyee)
No, that gold ain't make me rich (me rich)
That gold ain't make me rich (me rich)
That gold ain't make
Uh, It's DJ-Z!
Yeah
Man I like my gold
And by now you should know
Fitted from the tip to my toes
Man I like that gold
And it ain't just for show
I
in a gold case
Slow down, never mind it's a gold chase
Goin' for the gusto in a gold place
May God forgive my sins for a gold space
Bury me in
glitters, ain’t gold
True colors show like a damn rainbow
Ain’t tryna go down for none of these hos
Ain’t tryna go down for no fake bro
I’m a Hurricanes fan,
name I pop up like the State Farm bitch
No nigga can see me, on or off TV
Gun by them Yeezys, I'm the 6' 5" Eazy
Lightskin bitches be mad and talking
soul is made of gold
I come from Pharaohs
I come from their throne i’m on my way home
And I’m back to the Valley of
The Kings with my crown on
Fact, I’m
a champion
Go show the world
You're gold, gold, gold, gold, gold
Oh oh
Oh oh
You keep your distance
Put a mask upon your face
You think the real you's just
Tickets to a show
Or I'll book another flight
Yea
I'm trying to get free
When your with me
I'm feeling
I'm trying to feel free
When your with me
Baby I'll
Uh, find me a Kendall Jenner I'll be a gentleman to her
Give me a Jourdan Dunn she never gonna finish a nigga
Hol' up
Walk by, on fire baby
we're in our prime
Lights, camera, action, here we go
Fans scream our names, it's a show
Got the power, believe it, see it in our eyes
Andrew and wiame's
It's called Handshake, lemme show you da way
The community's gifters too, they stay giving away
DNS will integrate HNS soon, it's any day
D. N. S., it's
want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money)
If you wanna go
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