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Artist: STL GLD
Canonical path: /stl-gld/good
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Good
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Good
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Razor blades in the lip, nine milli in the whip
Money, power, respect, I've been told this is good as it gets
Gold is how we measure success
Pops left, Mama wept, friends died
Our destruction is our genocide
This is for my people still alive, my block is big enterprise
Convicts must not apply to that job, they're surprised that I rob
Treat me like animal, I refuse to pray to their God
I come from a king and queen but they treat me like I do not
Guns go pop pop pop, pharmacy is in my pocket
They ain't leaving me many options, call each other niggas often
One American pie, I'm just arguing the portions
And of course who the source is of all these lies
If we teach our young hatred vaporize
And in their eyes we'll shine like kings of old
The crown will glow, everything remains gold
(Everything remains gold)
We, we all good
Long as the drugs keep coming (Keep coming)
Long, long as the money keep coming (Keep coming)
Long as the guns keep coming (Keep coming)
(Keep coming) Yeah, we all good now
Hey, we all good
Long as the drugs keep coming (Keep coming)
Long, long as the money keep coming (Keep coming)
L-l-l-long as the guns keep coming (Keep coming)
(Keep coming) Yeah, we all good now
Kilograms change hands on my corner
Ladies on my controller, pock-pockets that's full of boulders
The soldiers were sipping sake, numb due to exposure
Gun holders a chip heavy on my shoulder
These shackles how they hold us back and while hell's upon us
Our family members goners, locked up behind the bars and
Others are in a box putting me and mine in mourning
Our fathers don't even want them, mom is more like a warden
The dollars are more important, according to sources we failed
We got kids in jail, we did not excel, she did not get bail
Weight is on the scale, got to make a sale
Got to feed my babies, teach them to prevail
Smoke my pain, inhale
Then it's razor blades in the lip, nine milli in the whip
Money, power, respect, I've been told this is good as it gets
Gold is how we measure success
Pops left, Mama wept, friends died
We, we all good
Long as the drugs keep coming (Keep coming)
Long, long as the money keep coming (Keep coming)
Long as the guns keep coming (Keep coming)
(Keep coming) Yeah, we all good now
Hey, we all good
Long as the drugs keep coming (Keep coming)
Long, long as the money keep coming (Keep coming)
Long as the guns keep coming (Keep coming)
(Keep coming) Yeah, we all good now
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