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"I'm Gold"

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

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I be out here on the ion see none of y'all when I look around
Back then they didn't want me now they break they necks when they around
They be pocket watching wit a eye
Steady hating with a eye
Plotting on me a eager
I gotta get'em first or its eye
Be looking at it or be the on it
The i aint wit it homie
I'm the killa off in picture I don't care if Kyleon was on it
I'm about that life 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 even a sweat KEITH
Suit on summer HOT
Tut 50/Fifty ROC
King Limit gold dripping
Yea the is fiy ya ya
a sweet get high ya ya
Yea we stuntin out of
I can't lie yia yia
Who you know as us
No jewelry fresh as
Yea is my cologne
OG Feragamo
2 3 4 fly Wing tips no socks Pockets on botox I keep a at both spots

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

(King Tut) empire, #$tch call me the siah /
Her dripping I'm try her, Her feet dirty I deny her/
off your getting roctized, medusa frames I got rock eyes/
mess with chickens no Popeyes, Kingtut I leave em pop
my self way beyond say, billion dollars in the Beyonce (elevator) /
video shoot block the runway, Guessepi run way/
I'm so what these losers not , mess around pull up in a drop/
we the attraction ,your the fatal plot, give me my MySpace that's a vacant lot/
probably get a book with my face card, black that's a race card /
she jocking our this 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 , if I don't touch green like Vikings cleets/
stove top Mac with cheese Dab on them , call it
my chick might be Lebanese, Scuba dive she gotta beg to breath/
all I say is bae leg and knees, you the water I test 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,
flow, so I might chip a tooth,
feel like a sin, but I ain't the fruit,
and I sell out to a jive in a suit,
Swear the game's all mine, this my time, can't nobody out here my shine,
why you boost, like you got that blade,
man everybody know, I'm tryna get paid,
I ain't tryna fight, I ain't scrap,
up in the room, everyone give me dap,
ima just tryna put my city way on the map,
ain't got but I rock snapbacks,
and snap back on ya,
cold pneumonia,
swear the whole stink like ammonia,
feel like R. 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 blade 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 it's fly or die,

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