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[Verse 1: Issa Gold] Grazed off of my crucifix Dripped in all white and it's a satanist I'm on my painter's shit, my canvas filled with hits I'm make my own world my nigga, make a wish My foundation built off fucking taking drugs Whether you love me, I raise 'em up Like a new born, you can't talk with us With them shoes, bruh you can't walk with us [Verse 2: AK] AK the heir, he up next Make sure my name is spelt clear on them checks Boy I make sure I flex, this to shit on my ex Give a fuck about you once the digits finesse Diesel the Nina, preceding your feet up My speech is so potent, they reeking like reefer Get reached in the open, like hi, nice to meet ya' They're left in their moment after I delete ya' like [Verse 3: Issa Gold] Praises up to the most high Back from dead like I ghost ride Bleed indigo till the day I die The only red you see is in my hazy eyes Don't look to cope, they might hypnotize Letras de cancionesSlaughter all and straight victimize Heart is large and my bars is dark But my mind is sharp, [watch them] synthesize [Verse 4: AK] Fuck what you saying like [?] If it ain't from the heart, then I ain't about the cause These niggas think small, get your brain out the fog Realize you a god, then the saints gonna [?] Can't steal my prize from the place where they [?] Hope he got nine lives, cos my dogs got heart Take a choke then I rise fronto, hella thought Niggas froze in the dark, be the [?] from the start, bitch [Verse 5: Issa Gold] Two years since I started rapping Rick James, a nigga tracked for slapping Reefer madness, my blunt do damage I keep relapsing can't break the habit And I won't, niggas is jokes Pay my own lane, put it down for the coast And a nigga bring change 'fore they die in the cold Need to stay [?] every time that we go [Verse 6: AK] Feeling like my death is calling and my ego ignoring So I lead him to evil and a sky full of torment Like a blunt and a diesel I ignite in the morning As we fight to be equal, cool kids been yawning My crew be drawing, number two lap poison Only got few choices, live poor and [?] [?] to be living this awesome But I won't play possum, standing tall like a column [Verse 7: Issa Gold] Hold up with it like oh Word to Chief Keef, young nigga I glow [?], hot box on the road Two shots and a hand on the rock for the show Nigga don't [fold], beat my poker face I play my cards right, that's four aces straight You call it lucky, I call it fame 'Fore I had to take my mind filled with dank [Verse 8: AK] Puffing on skunks to the grave Mind and dro is gone in a day All my niggas shining gold, no need for no chains And my queen beside a soldier, try and get banged She can drop me, chauffeur over to the [?] [?] the passengers off on the way back Told all my niggas dream now, don't just stay trapped Cos knowledge ain't foreign, think how we a braniac From Letras Mania