Adam Fishman - Gold lyrics

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Adam Fishman - Gold lyrics

Ursa, yeah Check it [Verse 1: Ursa] The Devil has been runnin through my veins Rap Diablo, I been mackin with the game Smashing it to pieces like Gambino did Jhene I've gotta big a** ego, you can call me bae, ay, ay Tell me who else you know would do this I'm tryna start movement By growin with my music All while workin for 2 companies, and bein a damn student For me, hard work is simply not the newest Pops taught me what it meant, man, I always knew it So every word I spit's the truest I don't spit, I spew it, Nike swish, I do it I was balls deep in the water, now this sh** is fluid Man, I am ill, don't ignore the sickness Like Lebron, you're about to witness Me take over, disregard the pigment Flow is always hot and gold, so I've melted it to liquid b**hes [Hook] I'm like Phelps on the podium Causin pandemonium This the kid, they applaudin him Gold, homie got me some I'm like Phelps on the podium Causin pandemonium Gold, homie got me some [Verse 2: Bar Casper] Lock and load, lock and load, these rotten souls Comin' at me from the front baby I'm hot as coal Hot as engines, rocking my clothes as choppers blow sh** is fire so you better stop drop and roll Rappers talk about the same sh** in their songs And I ain't no rap God, but me and Slim would still get along Judging wrongs, stealing thongs, your a** would just take to long Saying you got mad girls while me and Rihanna get it on I got a heart of fire and it's plated in gold I got a dream so big yet it's already sold And yes knowledge is power but I already know Started off so small but now my team has grown So just Remember the day that I took this sh** from you Didn't matter what you'd say 'cause there's nothin' you could do Being an MC ain't somethin' you should pursue Just leave it to me and Ursa cuz we never gonna lose nah [Hook] I'm like Phelps on the podium Causin pandemonium This the kid, they applaudin him Gold, homie got me some I'm like Phelps on the podium Causin pandemonium Gold, homie got me some [Verse 3: Ursa] Excuse me, if my voice is too unearthly Been using all these elements, no wonder why I'm dirty Gobbled up my enemies, feelin like I'm kirby Not Puckett, f** it Hit it out the park, even if the ball is curvin I took advantage of my chances, now I'm out here surfin Never stepped on gra**es, avoided all of these serpents Foot pressed on the gas, homie, you know we be swervin Givin it 110 percent, until my craft is perfect So when they raise these curtains You better be damn certain That imma be a**ertive And start burnin This place down, with these verses It's Ursa Never sellin out like merchants Just sellin all the tickets that you purchase Crept in from the depths I'm the last guy you'd expect To be out here bankin checks Life's a game of cards, and I'm the one holdin the deck No, I never sweat, gold around my neck Bet...