Turned to gold
I touched the, I touched the line and it turned to gold. Then I put down the line
Then I picked up the mic and it turned to gold. No more O's, just bars and flows
No more O's, just more zeros
Medusa ish, Great thats what my future is
See me now see me now, don't wait till they try hang me on the crucifix
Ive got love for all still i know who Judas is
Ill watch them self-destruct i don't need to call them out like Kat called out Ludacris
Ima just do my ting, no coonery, Give me space give me room to breath
Room to grow room to breath, Bloom with ease like blue cheese
Bare troops like Djibouti, Influence these like Julius Caes
I was the kid with the goofy teeth, now im fly & i shop at duty free
I touched the, I touched the line and it turned to gold. Then I put down the line
Then I picked up the mic and it turned to gold. No more O's, just bars and flows
No more O's, just more zeros
Came up off the line like a fish, rise up like my fist. This ain't BLM, this is ELM
E double S to the Y on the shift. See I think I'm sick, but sometimes life is a bitch.
Still i will show them what's appening, I will deliver like double ticks.
Can't twist the truth open up like the ticks went blue.
Can't see my bros struggling, see, I had to give them food
We were hustlers, naturally, gotta make a drink like it's the Christmas do
Life gave me lemons, I touched the lemons, then gold, they turned in too
I touched the, I touched the line and it turned to gold. Then I put down the line
Then I picked up the mic and it turned to gold. No more O's, just bars and flows
No more O's, just more zeros
Gold member, I like gold. What's cooler than being cool? Ice cold.
My line was hot 24-7, the grind don't stop. I am boss, working, working, working, now my grime can't flop
Like oil in a water, man, I rise to the top. Let me cook, spice in a pot.
They can't cook their rice is just slop.
Gotta strike while the iron's hot
head top MCs for the Mayan gods. No more O's, bars and flows, that's all I know
I touched the, I touched the line and it turned to gold. Then I put down the line
Then I picked up the mic and it turned to gold. No more O's, just bars and flows
No more O's, just more zeros
Then I picked up the mic and it turned to gold. No more O's, just bars and flows
No more O's, just more zeros
Medusa ish, Great thats what my future is
See me now see me now, don't wait till they try hang me on the crucifix
Ive got love for all still i know who Judas is
Ill watch them self-destruct i don't need to call them out like Kat called out Ludacris
Ima just do my ting, no coonery, Give me space give me room to breath
Room to grow room to breath, Bloom with ease like blue cheese
Bare troops like Djibouti, Influence these like Julius Caes
I was the kid with the goofy teeth, now im fly & i shop at duty free
I touched the, I touched the line and it turned to gold. Then I put down the line
Then I picked up the mic and it turned to gold. No more O's, just bars and flows
No more O's, just more zeros
Came up off the line like a fish, rise up like my fist. This ain't BLM, this is ELM
E double S to the Y on the shift. See I think I'm sick, but sometimes life is a bitch.
Still i will show them what's appening, I will deliver like double ticks.
Can't twist the truth open up like the ticks went blue.
Can't see my bros struggling, see, I had to give them food
We were hustlers, naturally, gotta make a drink like it's the Christmas do
Life gave me lemons, I touched the lemons, then gold, they turned in too
I touched the, I touched the line and it turned to gold. Then I put down the line
Then I picked up the mic and it turned to gold. No more O's, just bars and flows
No more O's, just more zeros
Gold member, I like gold. What's cooler than being cool? Ice cold.
My line was hot 24-7, the grind don't stop. I am boss, working, working, working, now my grime can't flop
Like oil in a water, man, I rise to the top. Let me cook, spice in a pot.
They can't cook their rice is just slop.
Gotta strike while the iron's hot
head top MCs for the Mayan gods. No more O's, bars and flows, that's all I know
I touched the, I touched the line and it turned to gold. Then I put down the line
Then I picked up the mic and it turned to gold. No more O's, just bars and flows
No more O's, just more zeros
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Writer(s): Elliotte Anderson
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