Acapulco Gold
Whip the whip sideways
Imma drift my way
Imma live my way
I can't lift five weights
Two arms
Two days
Two parts
Two ways
Three guns
One God
Too far
On God
I'm on
I'm gone
Me I never fold
Burning Acapulco Gold
Life a trip if you don't know
Destination never told
Better make it on your own
Simple shit is what they want
Work the loops and all the holes
You been foolish if you don't
(Yeah)
Off the pill a master
Why you chase disaster?
Off the real a master
Pace your beat you better
Ace the test
The sea
The ocean
River of problems
Hoping it opens
Soak the chosen one
The hoping one
Woven basket carry 'em
Carry bread
Heavy arms
Bet he dead
Heavy heart
Hurt my head
Burn my heart
Tear the beat in separate parts
Palpitate
Make 'em hate
Filling blood up,
In they face
Blushing cheeks
Make mistakes
Fuck the heat
Aim it straight
Me I never fold
Burning Acapulco Gold
Life a trip if you don't know
Destination never told
Better make it on your own
Simple shit is what they want
Work the loops and all the holes
You been foolish if you don't
(Yeah)
I just did what I really felt
Nothing more
Now I'm dead
Ice it
Gonna melt
Fuckin' cold
Chase the pain
Fuck the evil ways
Nothing more
Hate the brain
Trust the simple aim
Truth be told
Imma drift my way
Imma live my way
I can't lift five weights
Two arms
Two days
Two parts
Two ways
Three guns
One God
Too far
On God
I'm on
I'm gone
Me I never fold
Burning Acapulco Gold
Life a trip if you don't know
Destination never told
Better make it on your own
Simple shit is what they want
Work the loops and all the holes
You been foolish if you don't
(Yeah)
Off the pill a master
Why you chase disaster?
Off the real a master
Pace your beat you better
Ace the test
The sea
The ocean
River of problems
Hoping it opens
Soak the chosen one
The hoping one
Woven basket carry 'em
Carry bread
Heavy arms
Bet he dead
Heavy heart
Hurt my head
Burn my heart
Tear the beat in separate parts
Palpitate
Make 'em hate
Filling blood up,
In they face
Blushing cheeks
Make mistakes
Fuck the heat
Aim it straight
Me I never fold
Burning Acapulco Gold
Life a trip if you don't know
Destination never told
Better make it on your own
Simple shit is what they want
Work the loops and all the holes
You been foolish if you don't
(Yeah)
I just did what I really felt
Nothing more
Now I'm dead
Ice it
Gonna melt
Fuckin' cold
Chase the pain
Fuck the evil ways
Nothing more
Hate the brain
Trust the simple aim
Truth be told
Credits
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