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Golden Goals

Last Winter专辑

  • General guidelines to ride by
    Come to New York City, I'm in the skyline with a fine dime
    And ***** we ain't fine dining
    Hit the high line, that's a cheap date
    I ain't worthy, ***** it who is?
    Do what you do girl, ***** it you lit
    I hear em rapping they only set, "New York back"
    I'm in Queens to Harlem, the Garden I rap
    And I'm only hearing New York clap
    Bout to move out to Cali, got a little thing out the valley
    And this one girl hiding my hookah
    I wish I knew to show her how to maneuver
    Truth,
    My *****s been the same ones for years
    Man, all of my angles are clear
    Got a call from my ***** Cheyo
    Said the hood hot bro
    Gotta get away yo
    Losing *****s like every day
    Told 'em 18 months I'ma get a tour bus
    Coming up and we never looking back
    Need a rut to the cuts that bleeds deep
    Three ducks in the truck like beep beep
    [Bridge]
    This year, this year man goes back to the moon
    [Verse 2]
    I'm the embassy, I'm the one to see
    Yeah baby, yeah baby
    From over here but I took it over there baby
    A ***** ain't been home for some months
    But when I get home I be posted up
    Do it for the city til the coast is us
    As semis turn urns into memories
    Make shots ***** burn like the Hennessy
    I watch it all burn like it's heresy
    Witchcraft for your *****ass, witchcraft is your gift that
    And I ain't got time for opinions to process
    These days I'm inspired by me and nothing else
    I ain't pressing you can hold them hoes, sudden death
    Golden goals
  • General guidelines to ride by
    Come to New York City, I'm in the skyline with a fine dime
    And ***** we ain't fine dining
    Hit the high line, that's a cheap date
    I ain't worthy, ***** it who is?
    Do what you do girl, ***** it you lit
    I hear em rapping they only set, "New York back"
    I'm in Queens to Harlem, the Garden I rap
    And I'm only hearing New York clap
    Bout to move out to Cali, got a little thing out the valley
    And this one girl hiding my hookah
    I wish I knew to show her how to maneuver
    Truth,
    My *****s been the same ones for years
    Man, all of my angles are clear
    Got a call from my ***** Cheyo
    Said the hood hot bro
    Gotta get away yo
    Losing *****s like every day
    Told 'em 18 months I'ma get a tour bus
    Coming up and we never looking back
    Need a rut to the cuts that bleeds deep
    Three ducks in the truck like beep beep
    [Bridge]
    This year, this year man goes back to the moon
    [Verse 2]
    I'm the embassy, I'm the one to see
    Yeah baby, yeah baby
    From over here but I took it over there baby
    A ***** ain't been home for some months
    But when I get home I be posted up
    Do it for the city til the coast is us
    As semis turn urns into memories
    Make shots ***** burn like the Hennessy
    I watch it all burn like it's heresy
    Witchcraft for your *****ass, witchcraft is your gift that
    And I ain't got time for opinions to process
    These days I'm inspired by me and nothing else
    I ain't pressing you can hold them hoes, sudden death
    Golden goals