bags of gold

Lyrics

my first slip was my last wound, destined to make it since my half moon, i murder shit, the industry's my bathroom, bills, bitches and benzes, the rapper's three b's, now i remember seeing your name when i was snapping cd's, always the topic of the boss, these, bubble the profit, can't stop it, weed jars, double r's, sweet keys, i need a blade to shave the ice down on my heart, deep freeze, the final living gave me suave street dreams, i'm made for winning, grandma wardrobe stays the bomb, shades on, sweet and linen, let professionals perform, they gone, i play the villain, revolutionary flexing my arms for black culture, take a hit of this, go jump of the roof, you smoke crack, don't ya?, crawl on the clip, i'm super strapped, soldier, album get the world a new clips, recouped, save the drama for my commas, i'm greedy still, take back the little knowledge from my novice, i dream of dollars, this is duffel bags of gold, and diamonds for the soul, devil tried to pin a nigga down, i'm climbing out the hole, put the pressure on and watch it take its toll, we done made it out so only the top gon' make me whole, they want to move it slow, but ain't got no control, everything they had to throw we threw back, we'll never fold, nigga, getting paper don't get old, just when you thought it was safe, reload, descendance of the biggest of fools, your family's clowns, envy steers from my weak peers, shit, wear my hammy downs, better air heads, i'm slamming them like anthony towns, climbing heights, paint the stairs red, champion crown, call your muscle, don't need a weak link to crampen my style, born to hustle 'cause the devil's a lie amping you now, who's your witness?, move with your stripes, dendered defenseless, handing flyers to your faith, dead at the entrance, i'm relentless, my train is extreme, kill my apprentice, oops, take it out on your troops, regimes relinquished, you niggas take too many pictures, very suspicious, know the latest news and all the glitches, envy the bitches, dawg, i'm money hungry, calling me line, better be business, you defined, heavenly scriptures, put these wave-riders all in one round, tell me the difference, throw your name under, clean up the mess, bury the scissor, this is duffel bags of gold, and diamonds for the soul, devil tried to pin a nigga down, i'm climbing out the hole, put the pressure on and watch it take its toll, we done made it out so only the top gon' make me whole, they want to move it slow, but ain't got no control, everything they had to throw we threw back, we'll never fold, nigga, getting paper don't get old, just when you thought it was safe, reload