You don't mean that, you faggot
I had a dream, and i chased it,
And i got them gold bottles, first place
Pluck ya ace, take ya girl, fuck her face
I had a dream, and i chased it,
I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit
And copy what's hot until that goes cold
It's foretold i withhold the grail to molding gold,
Start beef bigger then your spouse
I got more gold, shinin in my mouth
So don't follow me home
I find gold like a gnome
I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed
My sting has a suffering throb i dream and hope of win ning the gold
The future's supposedly scary, that i won't ever live my dream
Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme
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