Lyrics:
I just want me a plate
And a spot at the table to debunk these fables
We pump the fuego, I move when I say so
Drink by the ladle till I'm spun like
the gold
And when I finally make it through, it's a breakthrough
I'm blinded by light and I know it was all worth the while
I hope you feel it too
they respect, they was savage
Can't believe I carried Fatt's casket, look
I'm in my feelin's, but it ain't compassion
Six shots, but I ain't relaxin'
Everybody chasing after money but
I'd rather have Jesus than silver and gold
You gon live by the call
It don't never get old never
Get old never get old
melodies
Are smoother than a night gown (Woo)
I'm floating thru the city
Looking iced out (Iced out)
Ask me when I wanna hit
I told her right now (Woo)
I
sixty for a show, I'm handlin' business
L.A. for a month, get away from the city
Been sippin' this syrup, I'ma need a new kidney
Just tell me where
with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money)
If you wanna go and get high with me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh,
the good press
We get the good lines
We say things like "Rue the day!"
And "For this
The people of this little city shall pay!"
And "Now I will show you
Been rollin gold Danas since a BG banger
It's a dog eat dog world in the city that I'm claimin
And niggas say we bangin 'cause our colors be
with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money)
If you wanna go and get high with me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh,
bloodstains on his trousers and tear marks down his face
I scooped him up and said I'd get him home to convalesce
And got us to the comfort of a city bound
a shade
On the branches under leaves
Lazy summer serenade
Softly carried by the breeze
It's the black proletariat, the artisan
The heart of the city, don't
, gold) I said gold, gold, gold
Used to look at me stupid at the show, show, show
Now when they hear this music they just go, go, go
Bitch I was born by
'm sure you'll get free
You always do when the time comes
Even I've escaped a dozen
Times from the asylum
I got the DA, commissioner, and the mayor
(help)
off
And put my soul in this shit like I'm Diana Ross
Didn't I, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I
Tell you Joey Purp was finna get the whole city high
it’s red wine”
I’m reported for causing a public nuisance
The dustcart came in the grey light of
Dawn and carried away the dream of
Eurydice’s return
thing, tryna rob me of it
One time for the trill bitches that'll let me touch it
I'm papi though, they get it poppin' with me when I'm out in public
the start of something new and I'm with it
Let me get up in it
Tryna infect your ears and your career
Cuz I'm winning
Let me get up in it
This annihilation
Rose gold, honey bee, come and fly away with me
We can run away, and go floating in the dead sea
Visit every foreign land, buy her Louis in Japan
I
thing
lets get one thing squared away
I'm from the box nigga where i learned to play
You aint fucking with the city, tell me where y'all stay?
What's
I was smokin on golden haze
Got a brand new beat from gold haze
On gang
That thang
By the hip hop hooray
In a group chat with 3 freak bitches
living? How you living?
Ooh!
I don't wait, I don't wait, I don't wait
I get so carried up away
Finding a way to see you at the end of the day
Ah!
I don't
crib and he's Scotty in it
Bath tub big enough to fit a Audi in it
8 gold chains like it's already in it
Murder with the ink, I'm Gotti in it
Don't get
might get carried away
Make myself a star when I know I got roles I should play
Yeah gain more fans than a curved idol
Shoulder look real good with
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