GOLD

Bitch I like riding with a burner in my lap (my lap) I ain't into singing songs I like smoke and milli stacks (mili stacks) I like busting into crowds make em wild Ya What you about (about) When we roll up to the plate you a lame boy You cash out (cashed out) Thousand lashes Boy I'm Christ studded ice (drip drip) Sparkle in the moon thousand goons (hood shit) In sun I multiply this my gilded side You don't be doubting me (no doubt) Anthony leave you more than blackened eyes

Bitch I want everything Mountains topped with golden rings Bless these Manic fantasies Got Money trees like canopy Big sauce, ocelot Big cat, Big boss Bitch get on your knees And give thanks to Saint Anthony

Found up in the gutter flow no other Smokin butter (smoke) Rocking like that arm and hammer empty in the cupboard (crack rock) Pots is dirty whipping up some dreams fuck it seems (fuck it seems) Like everyday we calling on the team to clean a faker scene (D.A.) Fuck boi what you mean we got AU in the trap (gold) 76 for the strap periodically I smash (ha ha) Stuck that AK in your ass put your booty on blast (blast blast) Yo the day is coming fast "Dog you okay" Dog that shit is in the past

Bitch I want everything Mountains topped with golden rings Bless these Manic fantasies Got Money trees like canopy Big sauce, ocelot Big cat, Big boss Bitch get on your knees And give thanks to Saint Anthony

Kalashnikov and Stoner sleep in my bed (they do) Matching pajamas banana clips and hollows begging for hammers Cock shit back like bama' somebody hand me the camera I'll play this shit off like "I didn't mean to" Put you on a shirt that's my work (9 to 5) When I get to trappin I don't stop I Just get the fetty fore I'm Betty (rip) Out peace to this bitch be a visage in your vision (wavy ya) Hitting licks and ending vanity Life and times times of Anthony

Bitch I want everything Mountains topped with golden rings Bless these Manic fantasies Got Money trees like canopy Big sauce, ocelot Big cat, big boss Bitch get on your knees And give thanks to Saint Anthony

It's a good morning ain't been 10 minutes Since I hit that clock And you called me up to talk now thats a good start For me I was swillin Till about 6 now its 8 Stepping out the door to get my kicks I'm feeling golden Was sold on the idea That having money meant success I was panicking dear Wow i can stack em to the ceiling And that's just my side hobby Obviously spitting 80 proof All up in the lobby Call me your Kimosabe I wanna be rocking Underground where the monsters is Gone again off a vodka fifth I crashed the party wrecked the whip But all I can say is that i started it off With some bomb shit

It's a good morning Where the sun always shine The light gleaming What a wondrous sight It's a good morning Where they treat you just right Cronies hop in the ride And get your lit up on time

Lookin in the rear view see some shit that all over Like when we had the chance to get sent away No parola Fucking around at washington school And cody playground When we was older we'd come there To fuckin chill and smoke out The community service was fucking worthless Like sending atheists into the churches I'll admit i was nervous When i first entered the system My pants nearly pissed em Now without assistance Throwing verbal slurs no distance If there's one thing it taught me Is you need friends And good ones will be with you till the very end

Let me tell you then there's always gonna be a morning Even after a night of mortal sin

Shine Cause the sun shine on you Better do Cause you know weather Never stays true We could have rain Hail or snow But i just gotta wait For the next cockcrow

Shine Cause the sun shine on you Better do Cause you know the world Never stays true We could be brought to arms Or have a nuclear war Until the morning after Never know what is in store

It's a good morning Where the sun always shine The light gleaming What a wondrous sight It's a good morning Where they treat you just right Cronies hop in the ride And get your lit up on time

Carry her in Toss 'er down on the mattress Ain't a playa Just a passion for smashin' Know you got a job to do An' when shit left hanging It's all eyes on you It wasn't I who put the moves on you Just what the fuck is this supposed to prove Been down a dark road or two Recently got some news that's just hard to chew Fat for them fakes try to spit it out Maybe I oughta try for a different route Cause I'm tossed like a toy ship on rough water Bound to spit like a rifle full auto

Don't let me think this shits okay to say Or someday I may inflict major pain Don't get me confused with the fakes they make Or you may fuck around push the wrong button And blast Blast Blast Blast Blast

On the dinner plate Wipe it up with some paper mate Don't get this shit on the letterman Asking stupid questions should I let 'em in He's not my friend But he is making dividends Been a while since I could really breathe on my own I could be making differences Anxiety setting in Bi-polar eating me away from within Sorry mom and dad But my words is getting slurry Moving real fast Going nowhere in a hurry I could be on the sunny coast With the waters of gold But if I need this sweatshirt I'd be where it's cold

Oh here we go quoting Mr Early Man Don't you know that you're just a motherfuckin fucking fan Why don't you do yourself and us a favor Grab the Beretta head to the Super Saver And blast Blast Blast Blast Blast

For fun we run and gun Steady taking aim at nuns We stop at none Finna get my funds And daps and hugs Wanna get rid of The shoulder shrugs Got deeper thoughts in my mindstate Can barely hold myself Underneath all my mind's weight Smoking bud keep my mind straight I might say sayonara Have a nice day, cock, blast Blast Blast Blast Blast

Feeling sorry for the world No love for it In fact love couldn't be more foreign Got a storm cloud Follow me around And it loves to pour Every then and now

Love to smoke up on pounds Never less than an oz Think I'm funny like I'm fucking with clowns Got shit so profound Wine outta water Never helped people Though I oughta Hakuna Matata hasta luego Poppin like preggo Wondering when I'm gonna get that feature with J. Cole Honestly I could probably do without it But if it's free How can it now be accounted I been spitting constantly It's amounted Puddle of confidence Don't know where I'd be without it

I got a Mind of gold Rolled just for Adolf First sign said Achtung hands off Laughing till your face is red How'd you rather be dead Stuffed in a cavernous shed Nuff said Coulda made off unlike Madoff Days over and the work's done Peel my rind Blast Blast Blast Blast Blast

Feeling sorry for the world No love for it In fact love couldn't be more foreign Got a storm cloud Follow me around And it loves to pour Every then and now

Got a hole in my heart Size of china Got pink matter slippin' Like saliva I could just be could just be tripping Too much shatter Or my brain ain't working What it matter I don't need those For what I want in life Someone's commitment And a lady to make my wife To call my own Eventual marital strife Don't put down the phone Baby I know my time is rife But I need you And I'll show ya what we're gonna do Add one plus one Basic math You know we make a pair Say a prayer Splitting wigs Like splitting hairs We really don't give a care Making happiness out of thin air Any moment it could pop off Going city to city All I want is a pretty girl Riding it with me

Will you ride with me Glide with me Fly with me Sit down spend some time with me All I wanted in life Is someone who's ride or die Ready to put it down And stand at my side Are you ride or die Ride or die Ride or die From all of this I must surmise

That you're afraid of the dark In which you can't get caught Everybody's talk But their remarks is leaving scars Got a few myself Getting self help on a daily basis Still dreams of faces And dark decrepit scary places Got my head on straight But I can't vouch for my body My liver is muddy I'm the demon living inside me

I wonder if I could really find a friend That will accompany me the way to the end Prolly not Cause I'm still evil On my William Regal Popping like feeble joints Popping like ceremonies To anoint the public On what they been missing Pissing and running from truth What a shitty decision To cause a split A division Jeopardizing the mission Put 'em into submission Slowly make the incision Plant an empathy device They'll just shoot you down Plant in a seed of doubt Then maybe they'll come around

Any moment it could pop off Going city to city All I want is a pretty girl Riding it with me Will you ride with me Glide with me Fly with me Sit down spend some time with me All I wanted in life Is someone whose ride or die Ready to put it down And stand at my side Are you ride or die Ride or die Ride or die From all of this I must devise

Every side of the city Bitches fucking shifty Slurping up strange dick At the drop of a penny Drink it like many aqua Not gonna fill the spot Left when daddy left ya You surely better than I thought Something beautiful inside What am I thinking You probably sucking cock at Romantics And remember I'm flyer than your man cause I can hold it down better than Whites do the minority Raised a majority Treated oppressed saw the other side Only a test had a couple old ghosts I just laid em to rest

Despite that I don't need a bitch and a bitch rack Get by with some Jag and a dub sack This dick ain't free And ain't no chicken-headed bitches gon be riding with me Rock rock round the clock Dubs and rock up in the sock An in my waist fits that Glock Hit the beat make that gap Where my money Smash em with My purple-headed Psylocke Entendre for my cock

Realness never needed shielding Second child and the first to field their dreams with plates loaded Finna get that home run odds against me As it shot from a Tommy gun Hit it with the quickness Hop the fence and settle my business With the bitches from the first verse Arrived and helped the emt's Load the cunts in the hearse Drove em to Dover and dropped over the edge Done put a hole in my head That was back when I made Black and Red

My life ain't a curse it's a dream That seems to have no end in sight So for now I'm shining bright Love me hate me I only want your brain see I wanna show you all were all the same see So Fuck yourself, i dont need your damn blessings

Look like the lights on But it ain't nobody home Staring at the television I'm getting into my zone The purest of fictions All for my eyes to behold Welcome to my second home Where walls is made of gold

Sitting with a centerfold Watching the screen Puffing on some merrigold Talkin bout a ring around a rose Then she say bring out your dead And I know that they're coming in droves The lights always brightest Right before the night is Better draw the Blinders PH lower than vaginas Jinx wasabi hot Clear out your sinus

Look like the lights on But it ain't nobody home Staring at the television I'm getting into my zone The purest of fictions All for my eyes to behold Welcome to my second home Where walls is made of gold

Let's be real 'm the man of steel Fuck a record deal and sex appeal Split your ass in half leave you lying in the grass And make it back to class to make sure I pass Some would call me crass And they think they know better Cause they got the cheddar I'm not in your rat race An i'm sick and tired Watching you stuff your face Wanna scalp your ass And fit you in the case

Look like the lights on But it ain't nobody home Staring at the television I'm getting into my zone The purest of fictions All for my eyes to behold Welcome to my second home Where walls is made of gold

Feline fightin' style remember that If you wake up tomorrow On my drunken master shit I got the itct 'bout pop that bottle Disregard females acquire currency Ain't my model Hit the scene single rolled with weed It posses my stress and I blow out clean Can't lie seen the snake in you Even though I'm the one who's wavy Don't call me maybe Remember my name and praise it greatly See my name written on the post Pics of myself standing juxtaposed Set fire to your God I'm the father the son and the holy ghost

Not a lot of money Been looking kinda bummy Visions getting dim Feeling kinda funny Looking like Chachi Feeling like Fonzie Hot like Joanie Cold like al Pascal on my mind Grab the fruit Peel back the rind Might be surprised At what you might find

I be on my third eye Releasing it from my confine Walking along the fine line Starting to feel lupine Quelling it with all these rhymes Trying to be sublime Wing chun Try to pull the gun try to ruin my fun Take out your legs take out your arms Blacken the sun Tell me hun what's new to you Not many do the way I do Show me what's close to you

Just like banks I'm recession proof Got gold slipin' out my cortex Sop it up with the rag with the Kotex Constant chin checks best respect In my wake leave broke necks Nah I'm not big just notorious Leave your ass in a motherfuckin could of dust Just a minute now Pause for applause Coming out like the wu-tang 'Bout to hit with my 36th chamber Keep the cuts sharp like saba' Bitch I'm the white ranger Middle name dangerous Yes Never take no less Popped up on the stage I was giving my union address Didn't like crazy I guess Let's try normal where my tac and vest Killed your kin In your downfall I invest All of your complaints I digress A revolt is what I suggest

Sanguinary House of the Son of Mary Bitch I'm scary Bitch I'm very Delirious Been a while since I let So when I do its gonna erupt It's yin and yang It's in all of us Can't let go it's in your blood So when they ask tell em shush And just let Jinx give them the push

I be on my third eye Releasing it from my confine Walking along the fine line Starting to feel lupine Quelling it with these rhymes Trying to be sublime