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toby - goldmine//overtown lyrics

[hook]

goldmine, born rich
diamonds wet, swordfish
fish scale, right off the boat
new b-tch, right off the boat

goldmine, dig deep
grind hard, no sleep
n-gga really think that he know me
n-gga really think i don’t want beef

[verse 1]

n-gga really think i don’t want beef. pull up in that bruce wayne m3
when i leave know the clip be empty. when i leave know the club be empty
n-gga really think i don’t want beef?
got ham. like batman

robbin liquor stores backhand the cashier, tell that b-tch n-gga i’m coming back here tomorrow
yeah my worlds full a sorrow
take your cousin out to sbarros
all this money that i borrowed, took her from him it was nothin
rent a boat leave the country. she don’t speak to her husband
give a f-ck about his well being
already in the european
doin donuts in the streets of italy
got espresso and gelato on the seats
arigato for the music industry
goldmine its been good to me yeah
(yeahhhhh)

[verse 2]
i’m on the block wait for somethin to pop off
cops ain’t arresting these n-ggas blasting they socks off

but my homie wear da badge and he serving the public. where do i stand when i’m asked to take part in discussions

i’m public enemy number 1. not because i’m hard or i’m flashing my tommy gun
cuz i got a voice speaking for dem n-ggas dyin in the street. murder capital, cap and gown and i’m liable to be da n-gga next on yo tv

either obituaries or packed arenas full of them missionaries spreading my statement

take that flag off you don’t f-ck wit them haitians
you was never down. how you think you can talk about overtown

you ain’t been there. you just drove through. on your way to wynwood, stoppin by for soul food

n-gga don’t you come here
n-gga we don’t know you
don’t expect no fanfare
f-ck you think we owe you?
homie take a long walk, do what you supposed to

(unh)

funny cuz i been to the island
i done talked to the people
got my cousins to fly in
so i’m actin defiant. cuz i know where i’m from
and if we talkin bout a rapper b-tch i know i’m the one
left miami just so i could say i’m gettin done
and i’m chasing the funds, runnin till the bakery open, bread in my bag and i’m packin’ lunch no fakery foldin
the cheese

throw some lettuce in it this might be the millionth sandwich pun but i’m glad i did it. self referential i might need a pendant, a medal, some recognition, i said it i meant it i’m guilty and this is my admission. pay attention

it’s nonstop. n-ggas talkin the same sh-t with the same lean and liquor language that they came with
double cup the mic, buzzin off of the hype, life gave me lemons but heavens they off the sprite like a sponsorship
can it already
i’m on top like i’m canada ready to throw a hand or my hand in

n-ggas look stand ins for each other. wrote this sh-t with my brother in mind
you can’t f-ck with the rhymes
i got goldmines, n-gga, goldmines like it’s go time. no time fix ya bow tie you are so not f-ckin with me

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