Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains
We can fuck up our brains
Cuz when we fail we pull up a chair,
She's got me love stoned from everywhere
Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped
It's wack that crap i smack stacked and stacked and stacked
Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix
My team winning that's a fact boy
We goin out we showin up
They just don't give a fuck
I have mad skills, i have stacked up mad bills.
A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips
Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy
Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix
My repents are stacked up like needle pins
The road to hell is paved with good intentions
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