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letra de rose gold - berdan

[verse 1]
all we ever wanted was the iced out grill and the candy colored whips
(candy colored whips)
custom jesus piece with burberry fleece and the rollie on the wrist
(rollie on the wrist)
about 2 or 3 girls with the all natural curls and the matte purple lips
(matte purple lips)
a lot of this was fantasy, but don’t get mad we ain’t never had sh-t
(hold up)
young homie on the block, steady chop with the glock, posted up at the spot
(posted up at the spot)
yeah, they ran up at the drop, so ready out to knock, screaming gimme what you got
(gimme what you got)
and went to push rock just to earn a little guap, learned that from my pops
(learned that from my pops)
even made it out to fishers, but still wanted more so you know i couldn’t stop
(hold up)
late nights on geist with champagne on ice, never seen this in my life
(never seen this before)
my homie just p-ssed, another serving 8, and my cousin doing life
(yelling free zayy)
so i’m gonna flex, cause you never know what’s next cause you don’t live twice
(nah nana)
so next time you see me, you can believe i’m rose gold everything like

[chorus]
when i cop that lambo, i’ma tell em i need it (rose gold)
put 14k’s in my mouth, i need it (rose gold)
fine yellow bone, skintone be that (rose gold)
rose gold everything on me, put that on everything on me
when i cop that lambo, i’ma tell em i need it (rose gold)
put 14k’s in my mouth, i need it (rose gold)
fine yellow bone, skintone be that (rose gold)
rose gold everything on me, put that on everything on me

[verse 2]
still underpaid, underplayed, but at least i write my own rhymes
(write my own rhymes)
get it on my own, ain’t afraid to be alone, still f-ck a cosign
(f-ck a cosign)
shorty so fine with bright green eyes, yeah i’m tryna make her mine
(tryna make her mine)
she said she like the red gummy bears, chocolate squares and tequila with a lime
(hold up)
spending nights in your cellar, high as propellers going through your father’s wines
(going through your father’s wines.)
had the lake out back, had me feeling like zack, but never went to bayside
(never been to bayside)
the party next door became the party next floor, you can feel the b-ss line
(feel the b-ss line)
it was saved by the bell until i ran into 12 then it was heat of the night
(hold up)
spirit of trayvon martin you can feel it in my bones
(r.i.p to the g)
all black hoodie with the arizona tea and profits of that i sold
(praises to the most high)
so when they come to k!ll me and the law don’t defend me, i pray the bullets rose gold
(uh-uh)
maybe then i’ll go platinum but at least now, i can say i went rose gold…

- berdan

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