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justin clardy - all gold afterlife lyrics

[verse 1: jc]
my seats leather that’s a player feel
this that proud to pay tax payer feel
yo girl want to f-ck lets keep it real
i’ll give her back homie whats the deal?
one time for the homies getting money
i be spending mine on some stupid sh-t
being broke as a joke man really isn’t funny
that’s why i’m riding around in some roof-less sh-t
had her wet up in my ‘vette up in the 10th grade
haters got mad
i got paid
n-gg- fell in love
and i got played
now i’m blowing up
hand grenade
i want an all gold afterlife
sit on a throne, kick back and laugh at life
tell my students to bang this after cl-ss tonight
i spit flame i don’t even need the gas to light it
the element in my frame same as the one on my wrist
i don’t spend time because it doesn’t exist
whoa girl
where were you at when me and the homies was
broke girl
i might still let you come through if you bring yo
homegirl
y’all both feel me and y’all nasty we’ll have some
fun girl
you ain’t with it? the lies you telling with yo
tongue girl
got me curious like what else that sh-t do?

[chorus]
i ain’t did bad in life, broke a lot of rules just to have a life
trying to get hoes, get cash in life
my n-gg- i want an all gold afterlife
sh-t, sacrificed… trying to get cash in life
one time for the flashy type
my n-gg- i want an all gold afterlife
and i ain’t did bad in life
had s-x with the cl-ssy type…had s-x with the nasty type
my n-gg- i want an all gold afterlife
and i ain’t did bad in life
had what a lot of n-gg-s never had in life
spontaneous, p-ssion life
my n-gg- i want an all gold afterlife

[verse 2: jc]
i want an all gold, accent pipe
pack bowls for the hoes i’m the flashy type
break bread with the bros til the stash is right
if it’s static on the scene we gon clash tonight
i been all around the world, i’m a worldwide citizen
i been losing all this sleep and staying up off adrenaline
i been breaking all the rules and yelling ‘f-ck having discipline’
first i got em to listen now i’m making some dividends
i told them this day would come and n-gg-s they wrote me off
now when i dip through the hood they say jc you’re a boss
how much you make homie? how much your new whip cost?
my wisdom is currency. oh, no! now don’t you look lost
i know 5 languages
no offense, slow n-gg-s can’t hang with this
aim at this
but please don’t aim and miss
if you aim and miss you might need bandages
who lane is this?
tell him the homie came for his
and i’m the people’s champ, unanimous
heads nod as the beat knock
these people following me
heads nod as the beat knock
stand up for what you believe
heads nod as the beat knock
and keep a trick up your sleeve
heads nod as the beat knock
this sh-t 400 degrees
heads nod as the beat knock
turn yo system up if you agree

- justin clardy lyrics

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