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[Intro: Issa Gold] Uh, yeah, yeah Uh, uh, yeah, yeah Uh, uh, yeah, yeah Uh, uh, yeah, yeah Man, let's go [Verse 1: Issa Gold] Deliver the messages like the phone ain't rang These niggas call me the leopard shepherd, the young gold king Now let's get lit, smoking proper when I come through, light your shits The venue pissed cause I got like 80 niggas on my list And we smoking off the back, my weed smoke louder than a bitch That fucking bass is super thumping, even louder when you trip, uh East side living, my team be inside, sippin' Catch me too high chillin, you know my team top billin' [Verse 2: AK The Savior] Uh, know you wonder how AK a sergeant to the game Know our target, know my lane Go the hardest, spit the flames Know we move out to the west, but it's forever Beast Coast gang Left side is just where I hang, also where I blow this dank And I wake up everyday from porcelain pay Still stuck in the shade, nigga, what’s the delay? Points to be made, gold rush to the K Keep in touch with the fake, don’t shut for the snakes Puffing a J, every blunt high grade Give a fuck what they say, fingers up to the J Can’t trust every face, leave one in ya brain You can front for the fame, but I know where you came [Verse 3: Issa Gold] (I be) shotgun in the cockpit, steady switchin' topics You can’t bite my shit, my nigga, no Lorena Bobitt Bitch ass nigga, can't fuck with who I win with We at the smokeout with it, we have a plot out business [Verse 4: AK The Savior] I know you see I killin' Top notch of the crop, been healin' Hop-hop with the broads you been tillin' Y'all dogs don't talk like Dolittle My sharks all sharp like some pencils Tryna live in the heart, not the mental Light shine through the dark, it's that simple No time for remarks, I dismiss you Get on my level [Bridge: Issa Gold] I ain’t frontin' when I tell you what these niggas bumping lame Go out, cop they latest album, all that shit sounding the same If I ever fucking sell out, nigga, you can shoot me dead Silly nigga came and nagged me for a feat', this what I said [Chorus: Issa Gold] I can’t bang with no fucking lame niggas, what you claimin'? My lane bigger, through the pain, winners rep my gang Don’t drink the same 'liqs, don’t fuck the same bitches, I’m just sayin' Johnny Damon, I’m at the plate with it, I ain't playin' I-I can’t bang with no fucking lame niggas, what you claimin'? My lane bigger, through the pain, winners rep my gang Don’t drink the same 'liqs, don’t fuck the same bitches, I’m just sayin' Johnny Damon, I’m at the plate with it, I ain't playin' [Verse 5: Issa Gold] I wake up in the morning, thank the lord and go and get it I ain’t fucking with you niggas who just talking but don’t live it I don’t start unless I finish, I don’t talk to no beginners Worried about another nigga while he out here fucking getting it You must be out your fucking mind, nigga I’d rather die than spend my time watching another nigga grind, don’t waste my time, uh All my niggas fine, relax, we hit recline, we live divine Get your piece of pie, we eating every fucking thing in sight [Verse 6: AK The Savior] Light my spliff, take flight Don’t waste sight on a next kid life Cause the same time, could be out, getting mine On the route to the shine cause you can’t live twice Don’t take part on the shit for the hype Had to play my cards by the dark of the light Made the right choice, left the pain in the ice And I came back strong, Bruce Wayne in the night Uh, you can’t steal my shine, my aura super stupid, you decline Makeshifts all the time, I’m self employed, homeboy, come get a job Shoutout to the grind, up every night chase in his eyes Seek advice, then look inside Soon you’ll rise and meet your prize, uh [Chorus: Issa Gold] I can’t bang with no fucking lame niggas, what you claimin'? My lane bigger, through the pain, winners rep my gang Don’t drink the same 'liqs, don’t fuck the same bitches, I’m just sayin' Johnny Damon, I’m at the plate with it, I ain't playin' I can’t bang with no fucking lame niggas, what you claimin'? My lane bigger, through the pain, winners rep my gang Don’t drink the same 'liqs, don’t fuck the same bitches, I’m just sayin' Johnny Damon, I’m at the plate with it, I ain't playin'
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