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letra de the owner - gold poundz

[intro: jet 2]
ahh, sometimes you gotta take a sip of water, you know
take a sip of water
yeah
let’s go

[verse 1: jet 2]
i don’t need no co-pilot
my phone silent on long flights
en route to amsterdam, it’s gon’ be a long night
ramen wit’ the saki, a box of ritz and a klondike
bumpin’, “may 1st;” a song i did to, “song cry”
crossword puzzles; need a k with a muzzle
if the boy cry wolf, we gon’ blitz him out the huddle
put the pressure on, i come out the pocket; make him shuffle
wrap a’ xlr cable ’round his neck and make him suffer

[verse 2: gold poundz]
when the wolves hungry, turn these b-tch n-ggas into supper
make the sh-t burn, no confеssions, i ain’t talkin’ usher
now watch him dance around
masked up likе mf doom, you a fancy clown
and i’m the mad villain
keep my glock on my hip when i got a bad feelin’
gun smoke give ’em contact; shoulder pad feelin’
sh-t, we might just kick a field goal
no matter what you do to me, b-tch i’m still gold
now this a touch-back, watch a n-gga run laps
four-five on my hip, b-tch n-gga, crush that
uh, you see my stash, don’t touch that
you say you huntin’, n-gga then where my lunch at?
so much weight on my shoulders, i got a hunchback
my gun got hands, now watch my guns clap
end the whole game just wit’ one sack
sh-t, you’ll never ever get yo’ quarterback
if you ain’t got a flow, then you could order that
leave yo’ b-tch wit’ me
’cause the sh-t you do, she’ bored of that (mmhm)
the sh-t we do is more than rap
the sh-t you do
i’m surprised you b-tch n-ggas even recorded that
[verse 3: k-smoove]
k-smoove, time to get serious, these n-ggas be jokes
every loss, make that a lesson, these n-ggas need hope
on my worst day, i can’t fold, i keep goin’
alkaline smooth; way i be flowin’
good wit’ my words, smoove, he’s a poet
world full of suckers; we don’t condone it
laughin’ at the competition, you would think they jokin’ (word)
never needed a soul to tell me, “get focused” (facts)
here for the long-run, you fightin’ for the moment
treat the beat like a rental, drive like i own it
treat the beat like a rental, drive like i own it

- gold poundz

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