All Gold Everything WIP

Know me, no I ain't Stone Cold

But I be stunning like it never get old

Running thru the city neck so froze

Ring wear, watch wear, everything gold

Get money, then it's hard to get love

Getting random bitches while I'm in the club

Riding Sasha, Feeling like Scrub

Leave her crib, Dame Might Cry, no Run

Though it's fun, know it's a disgrace

When all these chains is embedded in my race

How the fuck am I supposed show my face when I know there's people struggling in a worse place

They be grinding, just like me