DESHAWN lyrics : "Gold"
It's a cold, cold, world so no wonder hell is hot.
We keep ice in our chains. I got fire in my veins,
You know what the people say, we all sold our souls.
Well I just gave mine away and now I puke out gold.
(verse 1)
It's a cold, cold, world so no wonder hell is hot.
We keep ice in our chains, I got fire in my veins!
I don't even sleep at night I gotta monster in my brain
And they thought it was a phase. Even thought I was insane.
Suffering sleep loss while I was focused on the gains
Every night I spent recording was a lap around the game
Im fighting to get the title don't step inside of this cage
Im bobby brown with a rifle off crack withdraws in a rage
Im sicker than $#&@in big l and helping him spread the aids
Im leaving no hope for ^!$$%s im shattering every dream
Drop a C4 under your pillow and decorate with ya brains
Have a party in that same room while I'm getting brain from your dane
No question ive gone insane ^!$$%..
Im not the same ^!$$%... liquor weed and painkillers just to ease my brain
Tryna have my granny rich before she's laying in the grave ^!$$%. When she go she'll take my chain with her.
(hook)
It's a cold, cold, world so no wonder hell is hot.
We keep ice in our chains. I got fire in my veins,
You know what the people say, we all sold our souls.
Well I just gave mine away and now I puke out gold
(Verse 2)
See my hearts all froze so I don't really like to talk
It's a cold, cold world so no wonder hell is hot.
I was raised in the dark. Where your hope don't reach
Cold blooded, all these kids want to be like me
Its hard to stomach the truth
I live this life like I got nothing to lose
Make every move your best, your last one could be next
Don't ever waste a breath, when chasing after don't ever waste a step
My mindset, conquer the world or put yourself to rest
Flirting with the angel of death, and I got her #~!!@ wet
I $#&@ed her grabbing life by the horns cus she gone screw me next
And while shes on the dick ill have the world in my palms
I got the devil on my shoulder dancing singin the song
(hook)
It's a cold, cold, world so no wonder hell is hot.
We keep ice in our chains. I got fire in my veins,
You know what the people say, we all sold our souls.
Well I just gave mine away and now I puke out gold
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