Shade Sheist - Midas lyrics

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Shade Sheist - Midas lyrics

Chorus: Ryanito: Oh Now they got bread they think they rich Always in my head I knew I never needed this, everything I'd do was true proving how id beat the tricks/ if gold is what you seek yo let me help you see the sh**/ When this began I was on a different trip, just an ounce of bad ego makes you sick, know I planned on every moment for the flip, now all you see is gold shoot freely from my fingertips/ Ryanito: Verse 1: With the hands of king midas/ Everything we touch is gold/ Foes know they can never be like us/ Doing what is righteous/ I'm the king of this hill spitting ill/ Like b real from cypress/ Hall of fame in this game like johnathan unitas/ Pull back hallmary send you to the sky quick/ Living fast but cautious with my approach/ They say you love it let it leave but this rap sh** I'm never letting go/ Strategic with my words, every syllable a blow/ Filling up your ears with that silly putty flow/ Rakim and nas jones impressionable as a little woe/ The reason when i spit you bob your head to every single note/ Walking on this water but I'm not inside a boat/ You talking like you proper but no one will supercede my quot/ On another level i put in terms you understand/ Mic in my right turn this into gold with my other hand/ Chorus Shade Sheist: Verse 2: I might as well be a f**ing j**eler in the diamond district/ Cause everything i touch turn to platinum and gold/ Just like my chains and for long similar to dip sticks/ I roll with the misfits/ We truly outrageous i ain't gem though/ Cause thats a b**h and i ain't that you must me them hoe/ Ill tap your face like gla** joe/ And break your zirconia/ Now thats for being fake you don't know me bruh/ But you can not like your woman do/ Oh you didn't know we was cliqued up/ You on speed dial number two/ Number one is her father/ I'm the one she call daddy when we taking a shower/ Sliding into that gradually/ I tasted the sour/ Chalk that into a tragedy / Now i got all the power and 50 cent gon be mad at me/ But this no sitcom bro/ I'm more like real tv if you remember that show, though/ Chorus