Gold

[Chorus]
I remember back when we was broke
Was on our backs with our backs against the ropes
With no one to call on and no real place to go
So I don't ask no more so tired of hearing no
Now this, now this, now this shit is litty like a stove
Now they gotta give me what they owe
Now i’m flexin' now I gotta do the most
That's why my neck and wrist is full of gold

[Verse 1]
Momma was a stay home momma
Daddy workin check to check
The bills be due and he’d be scrambling
But out gamblin' placin' bets
Fuck some patience, stomach's achin'
We need bacon, we need eggs
My best friend a couple noodles
What would you do for some bread?
You either sleeping at yo service
Servin' life or servin' fiends
The only three options I got
I heard that as a early teen
Crips and Bloods fight like cats and dogs
It won't be no birds and bees
I be right here in the set I never get a urge to leave
We, think it’s time to go corporate we said we through with waitin’
Is gettin' rich off keys, we had to tune the bass
We sell that shit to our momma’s to get our Luther straight
God a make a way but evil ways that's up for you to change

[Chorus]
I remember back when we was broke
Was on our backs with our backs against the ropes
With no one to call on and no real place to go
So I don't ask no more so tired of hearing no
Now this, now this, now this shit is litty like a stove
Now they gotta give me what they owe
Now i'm flexin’ now I gotta do the most
That's why my neck and wrist is full of gold

[Verse 2]
See we be ballin' like the NBA
We never goin' broke again
We ain't lookin back won't fall off track we way too focused in
Ha ha look at Quincey got on the same shoes and clothes again
Now he fresh to death, gotta notify his closest kin
Name one nigga doper than Doreatha son
All them dark times know we gotta see the sun
Success, just need a piece of some
All this stress and this pain, need peace to come
All them late nights in the studio when I was low on dough
I couldn't even make a pizza run
Look back at it now we laugh
Living like action, we don't even speak with tongue
Went on transportation that's public
Then it went from a bus to a bucket
Treat the bucket like a Benz when you love it
Now I got the Benz with the bucket seats, fuck it
100k cash in the duffle
Walk in the dealership still on some nigga shit
Chains on my neck just swangin'
On all of those who left me hangin', I forgave ‘em
You forgive but you don't forget

[Chorus]
I remember back when we was broke
Was on our backs with our backs against the ropes
With no one to call on and no real place to go
So I don't ask no more so tired of hearing no
Now this, now this, now this shit is litty like a stove
Now they gotta give me what they owe
Now i'm flexin' now I gotta do the most
That's why my neck and wrist is full of gold