Liquid Gold
Is it me or this Liquid Gold
Call me God body in spirit we got different souls
Yes indeed got them trees growin' different nodes
All we got is dirty laundry keep a different load
Listen bro I need nothin' but centerfolds
Hit her right down da middle watch her center fold
A quarter P of Kush smokin' some never know
I'm disgusted wit my money only speak in gross
So sick I'm feelin' drained like faucets
Lil' juice around da top like a lost lid
Never taught me as a youth I was a lost kid
Got probation in da booth I'm bout to drop piss
You think my hands loose how I drop dis'
Keep my hands on my Johnson that's a cocked-fist
My nigga pause if needed
Wanna get to da root then I'll proudly weed it yea
Aint nothin' worse than a harsh root
If it aint bearin' fruit that's a harsh truth
Eat da mic only remains a shark tooth
So hungry feel da growls like a bark do
Basquiat when they askin' what my art do
I aint John Q's son I got heart too
All these ho's mad bitch who hurt you?
They already lookin' for da part two
Small fry it's hard to make da sauce move
Now place another order boi' I gotchu
I turn instrumentals into Liquid Gold
I turn instrumentals into Liquid Gold
Yea, I turn instrumentals into Liquid Gold
Yea, I turn it all down man I burn it all down
Call me God body in spirit we got different souls
Yes indeed got them trees growin' different nodes
All we got is dirty laundry keep a different load
Listen bro I need nothin' but centerfolds
Hit her right down da middle watch her center fold
A quarter P of Kush smokin' some never know
I'm disgusted wit my money only speak in gross
So sick I'm feelin' drained like faucets
Lil' juice around da top like a lost lid
Never taught me as a youth I was a lost kid
Got probation in da booth I'm bout to drop piss
You think my hands loose how I drop dis'
Keep my hands on my Johnson that's a cocked-fist
My nigga pause if needed
Wanna get to da root then I'll proudly weed it yea
Aint nothin' worse than a harsh root
If it aint bearin' fruit that's a harsh truth
Eat da mic only remains a shark tooth
So hungry feel da growls like a bark do
Basquiat when they askin' what my art do
I aint John Q's son I got heart too
All these ho's mad bitch who hurt you?
They already lookin' for da part two
Small fry it's hard to make da sauce move
Now place another order boi' I gotchu
I turn instrumentals into Liquid Gold
I turn instrumentals into Liquid Gold
Yea, I turn instrumentals into Liquid Gold
Yea, I turn it all down man I burn it all down
Credits
Writer(s): Brent M Burkett, Kng Fst
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