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[intro]
gold poundz production
(i’ve got a long time to go)

[verse 1: jet 2]
black cruciverbalist; lucifer refer to this
blessings pon me life me ah go break all of your curses
been a long time comin’ tryna fly through all the turbulence
life became absurd, you know that word?
was on the verge of it
but one thing’s for certain, god got me
your story cannot be out of the box if it’s not rocky (mm)
dodging coroners off corners on the block boxing
and if it’s further notice, there will be a glock unboxing
i’m not with the thrills, i live this for real
this is visceral
i can see the pain in my n_ggas’ eyes in the field
when you see the sirens blaring, best believe it ain’t a drill
sh_t i seen got me numb, focus on the vision still

[verse 2: gold poundz]
n_ggas think it ain’t real ’til a n_gga get k!lled
b_tch, i’m so numb i need a pack of benadryl
n_ggas know what they owe, still tryna split the bill
murder bars, murder flow, have a n_gga write his will
b_tch, turn a n_gga power off, hit him wit’ that k!ll_switch
rob your favorite rapper, sh_t that’ probably make me feel rich
no matter what cards they give you, this sh_t you gotta deal with
the power of the tongue, you n_ggas never hit a real l!ck
all this dope a n_gga spittin’, sh_t they gotta seal sh_t
pull up with the glock and a mask; navy seal sh_t
snowfall, brick by brick, that’s how you build sh_t
b_tch i always need my extra points, this a real kick
tryna make a mill and f_ck wit’ n_ggas i can build wit’
f_ck these fake n_ggas, man it’s time for this real sh_t
i always spit a virus, i’m surprised they don’t feel sick
chop these n_ggas hand by the way these n_ggas steal sh_t
[verse 3: k_smooth]
started with a half, turned it to a whole thing
focused on my future, i got goals, it’s a growth thing
time to blow up, that’s a flame to some propane
with a hustle mentality like ace with the cocaine
sell it for high, but we get it for much cheaper
play the game right so you can play the bleachers
k_smooth is the name if you askin’ for a feature
i’m here to vomit, sh_t i think i got a fever
give ’em all work, i ain’t never been a teacher
pay attention, you might learn what i’m speakin’
you can’t handle the pressure, this that playoff defense
to get on this court gotta be more than decent

[verse 4: gold poundz]
che’, this that smooth gold
i don’t do that fake sh_t, i only do soul (n_gga)
wolves rip his body apart, need a new soul
i don’t talk to exec’s, i skip the loopholes
b_tch, i spit like i’m comin’ out a group_home
b_tch, that’s from nothin’
did my job, background check, you fluke, you was bluffin’
head on wit’ this rap sh_t, leave these n_ggas wit’ concussions
i’m the baker_man, i cook it up, they softer than some m_ffins
i’m thankful to see road_k!ll, hit it wit’ some stuffin’
run in everybody’ yard, don’t be worried ’bout my rushin’ miles
walk around wit’ p’s, touchin’ styles, b_tch i’m versatile
when it come to beef, they like, “please don’t hurt the cows!”
b_tch, you got me f_cked up, the wolves up in this circus now
b_tch, i’m fully employed, i always got that work around
b_tch, i’m gold poundz, i step heavy i might hurt the ground
knock a n_gga wig off, i guess he was the perfect clown
[outro: gold poundz]
rbw (that’s more than enough), che’ (gold poundz production)
your favorite producer’s favorite producer, n_gga!
look
(that’s more than enough)

- gold poundz

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