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letra de gold - jr specs

[chorus:] zae
i just wanna be free from this pain that i feel
and if i had a mill, yeah, wouldn’t feel sh-t
then i’d be a king, everything gon be fine once everything in the world mine
once everything in the world mine i’m free
everything gold, gold, gold
everything gold, gold, gold
everything gold, gold, gold

[verse 1:] zae
k!lling sh-t, might catch a feeling
blunts in the head like i’m kennedy
go get the check for me, otherwise, let me be
big things ahead of me, gold like yosemite, chasing longevity
this sh-t my medicine, uh
writing like edison, yuh
i want the money, i’d better adjust
i came from the bottom, i’m leveling up
b-tch, i’m leveling up
f-ck being broke i just wanna be rich
i want the house at the top of the hills
they say it won’t help but i know that it will
i want everything gold, wanna know how it feels
to be

[chorus:] zae
-free from this pain that i feel
and if i had a mill, yeah, wouldn’t feel sh-t
then i’d be a king, everything gon be fine once everything in the world mine
once everything in the world mine i’m free
everything gold, gold, gold
everything gold, gold, gold
everything gold, gold, gold

[bridge:] zae
they might say i’m crazy thinking money gonna save me
just the way i’m feeling lately, just the way i feel lately
no, you can’t do it like this, say you hate it, know you like it
all gold like i’m midas, all gold, gold

[verse 2:] jr specs
yeah, going gold i feel like michael phelps
b-tch, i’m ascending, go and f-ck yourself
been with the business since the age of twelve
you looking like your coffin need a nail
you looking like your coffin need a nail
putting in work just to finish you off
fifteen years imma be my own boss
need a maserati, counting money, that cost
palm tree kid with a palm tree vibe
with a plain jane wrist imma do just fine
diamonds a dancing like a d-mn k-line
never lie to the cameras, you can’t get a smile
going straight to the bank
know i’m with the gas so they aim for the tank, put a name to the face
p-pray for the fame and i don’t know why
if i can’t have peace going out my mind-
put the money down like a sick pet
stack of dead people in my wallet i got six cents
money make a b-tch wanna taste test
money make her throw away the latex till the day that you make less
dodge attacks put a hole in your soul
hoping the hills out in beverly, popping a band
and you popping amphetamine, just send the check to me
why won’t you let me be

[outro:] zae
they might say i’m crazy thinking money gonna save me
just the way i’m feeling lately, just the way i feel lately
no, you can’t do it like this, say you hate it, know you like it
all gold like i’m midas, all gold, gold
i just wanna be free from this pain that i feel
and if i had a mill, yeah, wouldn’t feel sh-t

- jr specs

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