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letra de gold - neak

[verse 1: neak]
my identity’s tailored just how i’m clothed
don’t know how to feel when i ain’t fresh
dapper dan we channeling call it goals
insecurities manifest in the flesh
h-lla furs baguettes
momma was full of debts
she looked fly partying posing blasting cassettes
i felt how you feel about self was in the linen
thinking back now my spirit was dead…lennon
materialism god these items can’t take it with us
key to life is what we tryna cover up in us
validation is poison let’s call it eve
fruit is eric gardner no gold we can’t breathe
we think of wealth we think of bands rubber
round the money perspective is seen no wonder
can’t knock it that feeling like when we pose
fresh to death it’s the motto my people chose…

[chorus: peter jericho]
a wise woman once told me what good is it to gain the world but (lose your soul)
i mean you better find more value within shorty (i feel rich with what i can control)
o my brother your worth is yours (gold)
o my sister your goal, your goal should be (gold)
respect my goal
[verse 2: neak]
uh, can’t function without that fly ish
diamonds keep us caught up in all bliss
jewelry dripping like sl!ck rick the ruler it’s how it fit in your heart’s mind i diss
the notion that cash rules, something i had to see
it’s what you own that’s completed legacy
sporting the latest jordan’s is false self-esteems drivers
yet i swipe my credit card for em being honest
every purchase is a step away from being modest
you can’t tell me nothing like that dropout from college i be
the most n—–ish gold grills is infinite
posture of a king but say i’m in need of christenings
baptized in the fire when no n—- was listening divided my soul like partitioning
at the root i just wanted love godly
never see it unless we louis vuitton buying
i’m eyeing examples of what’s defining the spirit that we implying that spend a trillion defiant
trauma from the slave ships & slave quarters
an asset can buy an asset this pain potent
self-righteous for the enlightened
judgmental the climate we all lost in the iris uh
nonetheless we still fresh to death that’s how it’s goes the motto my people chose

[chorus: peter jericho]
my pops once told me you’re in an industry where you can gain wealth but (lose your soul)
i mean you better dig way deeper within kid, (i feel rich with what i can control)
o my brother your worth is yours, (gold)
o my sister your goal, your goal should be, (go-oh-old)
respect my goal
[outro: peter jericho]
growing up as an african boy, i did not always have the opportunity to indulge in the things of the western world, but everybody’s gold is different
its a case of relevance
and from my vantage point
my value is my gold
my worth is my gold
what i represent is my gold
what’s yours?
gold

- neak

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