Gold

Everybody wants gold
Everybody wants fame everybody wanna glow
Everybody wants plays everybody wants shows
Everybody gets hate everybody gets hoes
Most days I don’t
Most days I don’t
Let me take it back to the jump
Let me take it back for I ever had a show
For they all talking shit while I’m rapping at lunch
Man, you heard two songs man you gotta move on
Comment on my shit fanbase rolling to strong
People fall in love with me before the hear two song’s
Yeah, real kid put myself on best believe
Take it all back for I ever had a fan
For I ever had a plan or the look of a man or the thought that I can
God damn like, god damn god damn
So what it is lil homie, what it is lil G
Heard around the block everybody wanna talk
Errybody wanna box cause they wanna know me
Got me like whoa, you really wanna hit?
Yeah everybody wants this?
Everybody see you moving and they want the same shit
But their never up late steady grinding in the crib
Man I talk to, man I talk to the fans
I don’t type to the man I go out and shake hands
First show that I did I knew every damn face in the crowd by the end
Everybody wants gold
Everybody wants fame everybody wanna glow
Everybody wants plays everybody wants shows
Everybody gets hate everybody gets hoes
Everybody wants
Everybody wants gold
Everybody wants fame everybody wanna glow
Everybody wants plays everybody wants shows
Everybody gets hate everybody gets hoes
What’s a crown to a
What’s a crown to a king, what’s a flight to a wing
What;s a kid to a swing, I’ve been working all spring
But I ain’t sleeping all summer
I’ll be working undercover, real shit undercover
Talking bout the MacBook overheating in the bed
So recording in the morning and I go to plug it in and the shits still dead god
damn god damn
Man that shits real
I remember rapping at the caf shit I skipped meals
Selling out a show and everybody in the place still
Even though we closed everybody wanna rage still
So that’s what we do boy
See I grow a little a different, yeah, I’ll be working in a kitchen
I’ll be cuttin fishing and go and heading to the back go and talk to the fans
selling CD’s for a living
Still waiting tables, and I got a real job
Just graduated same time dropped two songs
I can Look rappers in the face and know they do wrong
You don’t really grind all you do is write the same song
I don’t fuck with basic
You don’t really grind all your time’s really wasted
Feeding off mine get a line find a place kid
Yeah you wanna shine but you ain’t ready for the taste yet
Everybody wants gold
Everybody wants fame everybody wanna glow
Everybody wants plays everybody wants shows
Everybody gets hate everybody gets hoes
Everybody wants
Everybody wants gold
Everybody wants fame everybody wanna glow
Everybody wants plays everybody wants shows
Everybody gets hate everybody gets hoes