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BIG SEAN FEAT J. COLE : 24k of Gold lyrics

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BIG SEAN FEAT J. COLE lyrics : "24k of Gold"

Wishing I could rap my whole life up in 24 karats of gold
Lately I've been dreaming 'bout diamonds and pearls

Yup, diamonds and pearls, and enough money I could rule the world

[Verse 1: Big Sean]

If I ruled the world, I would buy it all
I'm addicted to champagne and buying the mall
I'm addicted to living life above the law

How much do it take to live above the law?
I call my homie Ralph up, cause his car stop
Told him bump a new car, come grab the car lot

That way you can have convertibles, and a hard top
Open up a few doors, since we had a hard knock, life
Like, open up, Where restaurants and legs stay opened up

Start a franchise
So my dog can quit wearing a 44 up on his waist like it's his pants size
And to my OG locked up bumping Ready or Not

Who was just trying to do it big, but wasn't ready to die
Cop a first class whatever he like, with hoes already inside
Now he can rest in piece while he alive


[Verse 2]
Seems life's never at a stand still, even in a photo
Thinking about an the ex girl, I hold though

Like would we have won it all, or would I have lost it all like Ocho
The things I think about the most are things I never know though
Like, why don't school teach more mathematics

Less trigonometry and more about taxes
They at the chalkboard, teaching us $$# backwards
How about preparing us for life, instead of lab rat us

With a mansion that's about 5 floors
No more sleeping on the couches, cause we got 5 more
With the fam that reminded me what I'm alive for

And at the same time remind me what I'd die for
A world where you wouldn't need sleep
That away we'd catch up instead of chase dreams

And finally get the speed boat my dad always wanted
I swear I feel it coming


[Verse 3: J. Cole]

Is this a dream, well that's how it feels
Sometimes I got to pinch a fat $$# to see if it's real
I specifically remember, no heat in the winter

Now I supply heat for the winter
Then I skate to the beach for the winter
When it comes to chips boy, ^!$$% get a grip

No cleats I'm a winner
Show love to the hoes and the freaks I remember
Hit the club and raise Hell all weak for the sinners

Me to young Dennis, the menace of society
Check my sobriety, $#&@ hoes in varities
Shame that these things is the reasons you admire me

But, I'm getting dough, man, these flows gon' retire me
Splurging like crazy, switching lanes in the range swerving all crazy
Style on the dial, I've been serving ya'll lately

Cheddar on Federer
Ball 'till I fall, et cetera, et cetera


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