Lacuna

(Chorus)

No Reach For Gold
Off Of My Toes
I Will Not Fold
I Will Stay Bold

(Verse 1)

Not a Single Nickel In My Pocket Pulling Me Down
I Deadlift the Change
Keep The Weight
Throw The Crown
I Row the Boat With What I Own
No One Left Behind
Not A Pen Or A Friend
Just Paddles and The Ride
Surfing Oceans
With My Friends
Because of Team Work
Ain't No Potions
Beating Days
Reason of ‘Em Clean Words
Not a blunt
Nor Any Liquor On The Trip
Mama Raised Me Happy
Through Tunes and Rhythms
Hey Jay!
Why Don't You Have a Pet Lion?
You Suppose To Have a Thick Girl
And Own Planes for Flights Man!
You Suppose To Mention AKs
And 8 Days
Being Behind bars
Talking Skeet Skeet and Bang Bang
But Instead
You got Pianos and Real Claps
A Bedroom Studio with Cheap Equipment
And Weird Raps
You Need a Gold Chain to Put Around your Damn Neck
Your Own Game and Slo Gains
For When You Ain't Got Nothing Left But You Said

(Chorus)