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creative gold - intro lyrics

[verse 1: creative gold]

look, i got so much sh-t on my mind
hope i’m on the right path, lord give me sign
thinking bout my loved ones who ain’t get to see me rhyme
thinking bout the f-ck n-ggas i’m a mention in these lines
far as friends, sorry, barely got any n-gga
all these n-ggas sensitive as if they pottery n-gga
don’t get me wrong, got a heart
keep that sh-t and money apart
feelings and money don’t mix
wanna hustle this how you start
had to break it off with my old girl, f-cking her ain’t really lucrative
i got a new girl but she be trippin’ too
bout to hit her off with the same sh-t
smokin’, i be drinkin’, all the above my n-gga
if you listen, you thinkin’, i’m showing you love my n-gga
i’m the best n-gga that’s rappin’, this factual not opinion
call buffet up make a bet what’s up? i bet that n-gga put up a billion
i don’t chill with n-ggas like i used to
i don’t use we like i used to
cause these f-ck boys gon be f-ck boys and you realize when they use you
want a verse from me n-gga pay me
want a show from me n-gga pay me
i got lawyers now and a publicist
n-gga h-ll no i ain’t the same me
pops wanna move to the west, moms wanna open a school
don’t know what my sister wanna do, but whatever it is it’s cool
tryna pay for all of this sh-t, so all of you critics get off of my d-ck
tuitions to pay, mortgages, cars, rent
i’m feeling the stress, no one to vent
gimme the check and a bottle of beck’s
i handle it, i’m a vandle b-tch
rap game jimi hendrix with a f-cking spliff

- creative gold lyrics

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