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Chorus: |
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Gold days |
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Give them away |
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The whole town was burning, burning, burning |
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Gold days |
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Give them away |
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The whole town was burning, burning, burning |
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[Verse 1: Mr. Probz] |
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Riding in this hooptie with the rust stains |
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Trying to get a buck off of this cocaine |
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I'm day dreaming all day, hoping that I can wake up |
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Lounging in my castle with the windows all draped up |
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And my pockets all caked up, no stress |
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Guess I'm gonna have to wait until I'm dead to get some rest huh |
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You know the mirror never lies |
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My girl giving me hell because I ain't hearing her cries |
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She call me 5 or 6 times on the phone and I ain't replied |
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I'm a young man with dreams, nothing in between |
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I told myself one day that I would understand the bigger scheme |
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If you come from where I came from you know what I mean |
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Those were them |
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Chorus: |
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Gold days |
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(I could never) |
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Give them away, away |
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(I made sure) |
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The whole town was burning, burning, burning |
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(Those were them) |
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Gold days |
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(I could never) |
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Give them away, away |
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(I made sure) |
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The whole town was burning, burning, burning |
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Verse 2: Action Bronson] |
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Sunny weather, people with you, when it's clouds they run for cover |
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The one that stood beside me was my motherfucking mother |
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Moving on to better days, put my kids through college |
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Your mind is young, copping Jordans, eating chicken wings |
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Trophy case filled, you fucking with a winner |
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I'm at ???? loving suckers simmer |
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You see my shirt it's expensive like the dinner |
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That's why I rock a bib motherfucker because it's linen |
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I only talk about what I know and some other shit |
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You on some angel eyes, sneaky undercover shit |
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Intricate plots constructed during boredom |
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I'm in the streets from ? to Fordham |
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Peace to my family I hold you down forever |
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I love my children's mother even though we're not together |
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All I ask is honesty, ayo honestly |
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Fuck around and we could've been a dynasty |
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Chorus |
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Gold days |
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(I could never) |
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Give them away, away |
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(I made sure) |
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The whole town was burning, burning, burning |
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(Those were them) |
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Gold days |
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(I could never) |
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Give them away, away |
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(I made sure) |
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The whole town was burning, burning, burning |
