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martin $ky - pearl gawd lyrics

[verse 1]
roll down the ave with my n-ggas
sippin’ brews, smokin’ weed
narks steady watchin’ go figure
just a couple black males tryna stack they cheese
bucket hat freaky it’s sittin’ real low
808s hittin’ my sh-t finna’ blow
shirt cost a hundred it’s nothing to me
and the hat cost 150 i rock it at shows
switched up the sound but i’m keeping it trill
switched up the flows and i’m keepin’ that real
camo up on i’m huntin’ for money at
war with myself and that’s just how i feel
people finna think that i sold my soul
the way that i’m flipping the script on these hoes
sb dunks with the huf socks in em’
and you can smell the odor if you get real close
rollin’ with me then you bout to be lit
smokin’ on something that’s cali legit
sh-t get you faded and make you forget
why you trippin’ before the first hit
b-tton up weird i’m finessin’ my shirt
goldie up on me i’m puttin’ in work
give me a deal so i know that it’s real
but don’t try to f-ck me i know what i’m worth
dreads gettin’ longer and so is my money
stussy up on me this sh-t is so lovely
sky be the name i be droppin’ that flame
and the blunt just made it sunny
up in the lead i ain’t going for seconds
if you see me then -ssume i’m in first
f-cking the industry, life is b-tch
and that’s prolly the reason i look up her skirt

[hook]
pearl god n-gga i roll
only roll with n-ggas i know
flying high sippin’ real slow
young n-gga k!llin’ from the go
dead presidents i need
but don’t really f-ck with the greed
rappin’ all over this beat that i made
i be k!llin’ sh-t with ease
i’m the pearl god n-gga i roll
only roll with n-ggas i know
flying high sippin’ real slow
young n-gga k!llin’ from the go
dead presidents i need
but don’t really f-ck with the greed
rappin’ all over this beat that i made
i be k!llin’ sh-t with ease

[verse 2]
blasting my sh-t to the uk, tryin’ to get over seas
started off local and sh-t
but to me it feel like i would get overseen
over yo head yo with the raps in abundance you
layin’ it up and i’m jumpin’, i’m dunkin’
don’t know what my next beat is gonna be like
but i gotta go make something
been working on this sh-t all summer
blowing out smoke i be puffin
comin’ correct i’m consistent
compet-tion see me and they be duckin’
bbc tee i’m an astronaut
off to the moon bout lift off the block
man on the moon on my kid cudi sh-t
minute ago i was kickin’ them rocks
now i’m productive this sh-t doesn’t stop
and i’m rollin’ out hits like a factory good
rocking that goldie it sit on my wrist
other than that only rockin’ that wood
verse on my phone no mo scribblin’ heat
thinking of raps when i’m out in the street
humble as h-ll but i feel like the sh-t
specially when i rap over this beat
you feel the same listenin’ in
blastin’ this sh-t as you ride in the car
something about it scream that you coldest
now you wanna tell the people you are
roll down the ave with my n-ggas
sippin’ brews, smokin’ weed
narks steady watchin’ go figure
just a couple black males tryna’ stack they cheese

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