Golden Black feat. La Bron - Bam

Resist

I'm tryna know
When do I fall
Where do I go
Finger fuck the law
I'm just tryna win
I cannot resist
Tryna make them M's
I cannot resist
I done fucked up before
Ain't goin' broke no more
I done fucked up before
Ain't goin' back no more
I'm just tryna win
I cannot resist
Tryna make them M's
I cannot resist

I done fucked up before
I've seen it all
Heard it all before
Writing all my wrongs
Do it for my city
Working with my niggas
When we got the deal
Thought we gonn' be rich
It was just a risk
It wasn't so real
It really had my teardrop
Even went back to some drugs
What happens on the road
It'll stay on the road
What happens on the road
We gonn' work, ain't goin' home

I'm tryna know
When do I fall
Where do I go
Finger fuck the law
I'm just tryna win
I cannot resist
Tryna make them M's
I cannot resist
I done fucked up before
Ain't goin' broke no more
I done fucked up before
Ain't goin' back no more
I'm just tryna win
I cannot resist
Tryna make them M's
I cannot resist

I fucked up before
Ain't goin' broke no more
I'm tryna ball like Kobe
Young nigga from the 03
Scorpio Fever
Rockin' the boat Aaliyah
I had to fuck your wife, twice and disappear
No time for baby mama drama shit
Future too bright like a chandelier
Use to daydream back in aftercare
This is the aftermath
I wish a nigga would
Walk down at Hollywood
She tossing around the cushion
While I go deeper and deeper
More money more problems
You a sell out like an auction
She's my queen of sorrow
She bad like like Keke Palmer
What do you want from me
What you want from me

I'm tryna know
When do I fall
Where do I go
Finger fuck the law
I'm just tryna win
I cannot resist
Tryna make them M's
I cannot resist
I done fucked up before
Ain't goin' broke no more
I done fucked up before
Ain't goin' broke no more
I'm just tryna win
I cannot resist
Tryna make them M's
I cannot resist

I can't lie no more
All of my hoes stay mad
I stay high on meds
I sip lean all day yeah
All bout gettin' the bag, fillin' my duffel bag no peace yeah
Imma go through face my fear I don't trust no bitch yeah
Need more drugs, told her don't leave no bags, i'm just stating facts yeah
We don't mean to flex, money till the end

I done fucked up before
Got your bitch on my toes
She bendin' down centerfold
You don't want no smoke
We just tryna win fuck your bitch up at the crib
Iced out pinky ring damn my fingers caught that drip
You just a bitch that I met in the club
Why is you outchea and trippin on love
You just a bitch that I met in the club
Ain't no nigga bout to wife you up

I'm tryna know
When do i fall
Where do i go
Finger fuck the law
I'm just tryna win
I cannot resist
Tryna make them M's
I cannot resist
I done fucked up before
Ain't goin' broke no more
I done fucked up before
Ain't goin' back no more
I'm just tryna win
I cannot resist
Tryna make them M's
I cannot resist

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Writer(s): Lungelo Msomi
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