(Intro)
We bright, we hold the glow
So gold, soul soaked in patron
On the side of the road
Breathe right when you hold the chrome
Ever had a .44 on the side of your dome blow?
Feels low when your golden is coal
An your goal isn't goin, it's cold
So a broken soul
See light an it's open to grow
Po know that you stole that .40
So the dimmer is low
(Verse 1)
New clothes, new watch
Don't get caught slippin
Or they get what's in your socks
We came here stunnin on these hoes
An we run it like we runnin for the goal
Where they gunnin for your gold
They comin for the hoes
I'm just cumin on their clothes
An the sun ain't really glow
So I shine like, watch
Got a brand new watch
An a brand new Glock
Gat stashed in your sock
When the federally stop
New hoe give dome
Never really listen
Fuck you trippin on?
Grippin on a vision
When I put it to my dome
Written in a sentence
When she skitzin on the phone
Who's soul never sold?
Perspective of a peasant
Where the fuck a thrown?
Like why the fuck it's cold?
Like all I want is gold
Even when I had it
I was always feelin low
(Hook)
New gold, new watch
Bout to get it like, watch
Boost phone, new chrome
Like get it, got it, gone
New hoe give dome
Like get the fuck up off the floor
Who's soul never sold
All black when it blow
(Verse 2)
Whether bookin for a show
Or you cookin on the stove
Keep that .44 close
Or they get it, got it, go
When you headed to the store
Get a swisher for to roll
An the liquor so you throwed
Serpents get you for your gold
Blow Gs for the Gs
Who are restin in peace
3X, D
Count the blessings to be
For the rest of the Gs
Who've infected disease
I've invested in the record
Only reppin the D
Stop rappin at me
You ain't fuckin wit mines
You either walkin on water
Or you walkin on mines
An that's some real shit
If you think you trippin now
Take a hit an feel this
All they love is money
Maybe that's some real shit
If you think you trippin now
Homie you can kill this
Hope that I don't stain this
Holdin on this steal grip
Put it where my brain is
Blow it an I feel bliss
(Hook)
New gold, new watch
Bout to get it like, watch
Boost phone, new chrome
Like get it, got it, gone
New hoe give dome
Like get the fuck up off the floor
Who's soul never sold
All black when it blow
(Verse 3)
All black but we glow
Giving back to the poor
Wit a sac on the low
Or a gat that'll blow
But we back at the store
Cuz we bout to get throwed
Strapped wit my heater
But actually cold
Serpents defeat us
As Lucifer's goal
PlayStation unplugged
I'm losing control
Searching to seed this
Inside of my soul
Planted in planet
An planning to grow
Dammit I'm stranded
In vanity's home
Panicking, plan again
Xanax an coke
Stairway with heroin
Stare at her glow
Heaven in clarity
Aware that I'm home
Open my eyes
So I see that I'm blind
Broken inside
But the hope is alive
Engulf in the flame
In the lake of the fire
Holding my chains
An the paper acquired
(Hook)
New gold, new watch
Bout to get it like, watch
Boost phone, new chrome
Like get it, got it, gone
New hoe give dome
Like get the fuck up off the floor
Who's soul never sold
All black when it blow
(Outro)
We bright, we hold the glow
So gold, soul soaked in patron
On the side of the road
Breathe right when you hold the chrome
Ever had a .44 on the side of your dome blow?
Feels low when your golden is coal
An your goal isn't goin, it's cold
So a broken soul
See light an it's open to grow
Po know that you stole that .40
So the dimmer is low