Gold

First Verse:

Wish I was 6'5, but I'm tall enough, searchin threw my pants to find the balls to call her up, cuz you quiet lately I can tell you on the hush, bet you need a rapper ma, bet you need a baller huh

I'm right here, time to show the world that I can flip this into my year, against all odds I'll go the light years, so grab my fuckin mic here I been mixing slow it's been a light year time to tell the heavy weights im heaven sent

So Reverend tell me why you lie to the people, an you take up all they money while disguising the steeple, it's a shame the whole damn world is a game, and my life been so wack, and my girl been a lame

Such a crazy predicament that we live, I just wanna know if living this is worth missing shit, hope it is, young lady hope you take this as a gift, this one life hold it close this is all we get so for now I

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Dream a little harder, think a little bigger, maybe see a little farther
Do it right baby I won't end up like my father, causing all them problems
All I want is all them dollars for you

And Im over rated baby and you ready knew that, all these women with me tricky have you saying who that
I could roll up all the sticky I don't need to call back, you're all I need that's fact
Now is that to much to ask, tell me babe

Verse 2:

So am I this high, or am I fallin off, haven't dropped in months they prolly think I'm on an off, but man I got this, can barely sing without a cough, had to stop, had to make it look like I was not involved

But if you said you felt it to I wouldn't stop without a pause, I just wanna love you an you love me but ain't gotta cause, an ain't that sad, and ain't I mad yeah, but love ain't make me money so I'm trapping out my mommas pad

Miss the nights with mom an dad, lizzy in the living room, dad was always busy so my momma found a different dude, I talk but no one listens so I say this so you think it threw, so go head think it threw

Dream a little harder, think a little bigger maybe see a little farther, do it right baby not end up like my father, causing all then problems, all I want is all then for you

An I'm over rated an baby you ready knew that, all these women with me tricky have you sayin who dat, I could roll upp all the sticky I don't needa call back, your all I need that's fact, is that to much to ask, tell me babe

An I ain't tryna be to difficult, I'm different but into you, done with old I'm into new, sky's were grey an now there blue, ironic huh, how, everything's so miserable until you realize everything they're teaching you's invisible

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