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"I'm Gold"

I hear a lot, I hear a lot of hate, Cause die fresh and I'm fly everyday.
I hear a lot, I hear a lot of hate, Imma die fresh and I'm fly everyday.
live Fresh, Imma die fly...I hear a lot, I hear a lot of
live Fresh, Imma die fly...I hear a lot, I a lot of hate
live Fresh, die fly...I hear a lot, I hear a lot of hate...hate...hate

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I be out here on the grind ion see none of y'all I look around
Back then they didn't want me now they break they when they look around
They be pocket wit a eagle eye
Steady hating a evil eye
Plotting on me a eager
I gotta first or its either eye
Be looking at it or be the on it
The obituary i wit it homie
I'm the killa off in this I don't care if Kyleon was on it
I'm that life like a t shirt say.
She fuck with me its gon be her day I be up checks like BOA
Wanna a bet, bet ima be ok
I aint break a sweat KEITH
Suit on time HOT
Tut 50/Fifty ROC
King gold dripping DROP
Yea the is fiy ya ya
Roll a sweet get ya ya
Yea we out of term
I can't lie yia yia
Who you fresh as us
No jewelry as fuck
Yea kush is my
OG Feragamo
2 3 4 fly Wing tips no Pockets on botox I keep a whip at both spots

(Chorus) X's 4
Aye Yi Yi Im
Aye Yi Yi Got

(King Tut) Roc4RocGold empire, call me the siah /
Her pockets I'm try her, Her feet dirty I deny her/
lift off getting roctized, medusa frames I got rock eyes/
mess with chickens no Popeyes, Kingtut I em pop eyed/
my self way beyond say, billion dollars in the Beyonce (elevator) /
video shoot block the runway, closet run way/
I'm so what these losers not , mess around up in a uber drop/
we the main attraction ,your the fatal plot, give me my MySpace that's a lot/
probably get a book with my face card, black visa that's a card /
she jocking our fresh date yours?, can't see being broke Ray Charles/
elaboration dinero kapeesh, pass port life's a
she got me messed up like Tyson' s speech , if I don't touch green Vikings cleets/
stove top Mac with cheese Dab on them , call it
my bottom might be Lebanese, Scuba dive she gotta beg to breath/
all I say is bae leg and knees, you test the water I the seas, loosing pounds to invest with ease/
one Step for the best to breath (chuuch)

(Chorus) X's 4
Aye Yi Yi Im
Aye Yi Yi Got

yea I spit the truth,
concrete flow, so I might a tooth,
feel a sin, but I ain't want the fruit,
and I ain't out to a jive in a suit,
Swear the game's all mine, this my time, can't nobody out steal my shine,
why you tryna boost, like you got blade,
man everybody know, I'm tryna get paid,
I ain't fight, I ain't tryna scrap,
walk up in the room, everyone me dap,
ima just tryna put my city way on the map,
ain't got tattoos but I snapbacks,
and I'll snap on ya,
like pneumonia,
swear the whole game like ammonia,
like R. Kelly I been pissin all on ya,
too deep in I just I don't wander,
go, everybody run,
spitting off rounds, I got two guns,
spitting 16s, I know I'm tha one,
cut sharp, like I got a razor for a tongue,
yes, lord, who am I,
who I be, why you lie,
listen to the kids, y'all wanna see me fly,
but out here fly or die,

(Chorus) X's 4
Aye Yi Yi Im
Aye Yi Yi Got