Struck Gold Songtext
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Struck Gold Songtext
Wake up in the morning, I′m still in the studio (Yeah)
I don't leave until my day one′s say that shit is cold (Right)
Told the label when they signed me, that they struck gold (True)
Told my girl I love her, she so smart, she know I don't (Yeah)
Wake up in the morning I'm still in the studio (Uh-huh)
I don′t leave until my day one′s say that shit is cold (Yeah)
Told the label when they signed me, that they struck gold (Right)
Told my girl I love her, she so smart, she know I don't
Ayy, twenty-one girl, I′m blackjack (Blackjack)
I can show you where the bag at (Bag at)
IPhone where I write raps at (Raps at)
But I only open up Cash App (Cash App)
Kill the pussy, put it in the cat nap
Gotta get the bag to my dad, that's Bagdad
Look at all the racks I rack that′s bag, yeah
Reinvest in myself and I made a backpack
I didn't grow up with none if it (Yeah)
I don′t know what I should do with it (Yeah)
Got me a whip, I ain't using it (Nah)
'Cause the only thing I fear is losing it (Yeah)
The only thing I fear is losing my spot
Plus daddy going under for another blood clot
While I be on tour, right back at Icebox
Lookin′ at the Rolex, him dyin′ on my watch
Fearing a whole lot, the energy I brought
From giving a girl taste of the feelings I don't got
Afraid of a steep top, afraid of a big drop
Afraid of my new faith, I pray to a new God
But I got a good friend, afraid of a bad cop
Put it in perspective, I got it too nice
Death is the one thing I fear at night
But I got family who only fear life
Bad vibes, gotta shake it off with a bad little girl like Drake & Josh
Tell ma′ "I love you" when I'm takin′ off
And if this plane crash, I'm platinum, dog
Three girls at the studio goin′ off
My girl say it's a sin if I hit 'em (Hit ′em)
Confess if I commit ′em
I don't think she my bitch, she my bishop
Wake up in the morning I′m still in the studio (Yeah)
I don't leave until my day one′s say that shit is cold (Right)
Told the label when they signed me that they struck gold (True)
Told my girl I love her, she so smart, she know I don't (Yeah)
Wake up in the morning I′m still in the studio (Uh)
I don't leave until my day one's say that shit is cold (Yeah)
Told the label when they signed me that they struck gold (Right)
Told my girl I love her, she so smart, she know I don′t
Told my girl I love her— smart she know I don′t (She know I don't)
Told my girl I love her— smart she know I—
Don′t-don't-don′t
Told my girl I love her— smart she know I don't
Told my girl I love her— smart she know I—
Ayy, I think I lost love when I woke up in a club
With a new bitch on my lap that I wasn′t s'pposed to fuck
Shit, I used to blame the fame for confusion and the pain
That I gave the wifey, turns out it was just me (Just me)
Caught on camera, still screamin' that I′m innocent
Baby saw the fake suede on the throne I′m sitting in
"Girl you're so lucky" all she hear when she with the kid
But she got a whole different man that she living with
I lie enough for both of us
So when I caught her in the lie, I lit that whole shit up
On my way to you, on a hollow tank of fuel
Now you fuckin′ 'round on me, you got me all the way confused (Yeah!)
I got the bottle service movin′, smooth as hockey players
Do I pop a shot without no goalie?
Might go bad without my homie
Everyone who know me know they gotta keep an eye on it
'Cause I don′t got no off-switch and money made me fine with it
And I'm so indecisive
One day I'll wave the white flag to my emotions hiding
But now I′m red-hot, temptation red I bleed
That white flag is hard to find, let′s find it in between
Pink
I don't leave until my day one′s say that shit is cold (Right)
Told the label when they signed me, that they struck gold (True)
Told my girl I love her, she so smart, she know I don't (Yeah)
Wake up in the morning I'm still in the studio (Uh-huh)
I don′t leave until my day one′s say that shit is cold (Yeah)
Told the label when they signed me, that they struck gold (Right)
Told my girl I love her, she so smart, she know I don't
Ayy, twenty-one girl, I′m blackjack (Blackjack)
I can show you where the bag at (Bag at)
IPhone where I write raps at (Raps at)
But I only open up Cash App (Cash App)
Kill the pussy, put it in the cat nap
Gotta get the bag to my dad, that's Bagdad
Look at all the racks I rack that′s bag, yeah
Reinvest in myself and I made a backpack
I didn't grow up with none if it (Yeah)
I don′t know what I should do with it (Yeah)
Got me a whip, I ain't using it (Nah)
'Cause the only thing I fear is losing it (Yeah)
The only thing I fear is losing my spot
Plus daddy going under for another blood clot
While I be on tour, right back at Icebox
Lookin′ at the Rolex, him dyin′ on my watch
Fearing a whole lot, the energy I brought
From giving a girl taste of the feelings I don't got
Afraid of a steep top, afraid of a big drop
Afraid of my new faith, I pray to a new God
But I got a good friend, afraid of a bad cop
Put it in perspective, I got it too nice
Death is the one thing I fear at night
But I got family who only fear life
Bad vibes, gotta shake it off with a bad little girl like Drake & Josh
Tell ma′ "I love you" when I'm takin′ off
And if this plane crash, I'm platinum, dog
Three girls at the studio goin′ off
My girl say it's a sin if I hit 'em (Hit ′em)
Confess if I commit ′em
I don't think she my bitch, she my bishop
Wake up in the morning I′m still in the studio (Yeah)
I don't leave until my day one′s say that shit is cold (Right)
Told the label when they signed me that they struck gold (True)
Told my girl I love her, she so smart, she know I don't (Yeah)
Wake up in the morning I′m still in the studio (Uh)
I don't leave until my day one's say that shit is cold (Yeah)
Told the label when they signed me that they struck gold (Right)
Told my girl I love her, she so smart, she know I don′t
Told my girl I love her— smart she know I don′t (She know I don't)
Told my girl I love her— smart she know I—
Don′t-don't-don′t
Told my girl I love her— smart she know I don't
Told my girl I love her— smart she know I—
Ayy, I think I lost love when I woke up in a club
With a new bitch on my lap that I wasn′t s'pposed to fuck
Shit, I used to blame the fame for confusion and the pain
That I gave the wifey, turns out it was just me (Just me)
Caught on camera, still screamin' that I′m innocent
Baby saw the fake suede on the throne I′m sitting in
"Girl you're so lucky" all she hear when she with the kid
But she got a whole different man that she living with
I lie enough for both of us
So when I caught her in the lie, I lit that whole shit up
On my way to you, on a hollow tank of fuel
Now you fuckin′ 'round on me, you got me all the way confused (Yeah!)
I got the bottle service movin′, smooth as hockey players
Do I pop a shot without no goalie?
Might go bad without my homie
Everyone who know me know they gotta keep an eye on it
'Cause I don′t got no off-switch and money made me fine with it
And I'm so indecisive
One day I'll wave the white flag to my emotions hiding
But now I′m red-hot, temptation red I bleed
That white flag is hard to find, let′s find it in between
Pink
Writer(s): Nasir Pemberton, Benjamin David Goldberg, Brian Joseph Eisner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com