Worth Gold

[Intro]

Yo, I told these niggas I ain't stoppin'

Uh-huh

Ché butter queen in this bitch

Yeah, uh

[Verse 1]

Yo, since an innocent teen, my environment's Freddy Krueger

Try and live out my dreams, it's a horror scene

It's hard tryin' to get us to sleep

But with short sleeves? They couldn't see the tricks up my sleeves

I had a list of goals, I'm tryin' to figure which plan'll work

Depends on your thirst

You go to school? Strip scam'll work

What's a flood to a fish?

What's a gun to a fist?

I keep a blade that I use just to cut the tongue of a snitch

We take life for granted

It take pain sometimes to cherish that

We trade the hood for neighborhoods where the whites stare at blacks

Come from searchin' in trap houses, defying parents at

Enough coke lines on the table to write a paragraph

Never talk to snakes, that's what I learned from The Bible

But I learned from my idols to earn, work for my title

They tell us the sky is the limit, stay on Earth for survival

But that's why I'm moon-walking

'Cause I learned that from Michael, uh

[Chorus]

Yeah, peep the writings that I wrote

Worth diamonds in the gold, that's right

Uh, from a city full of thieves

Turn pennies into G's, that's right

Uh, peep the writings that I wrote

Worth diamonds in the gold, that's right

Yeah, from a city full of thieves

That's- Uh

[Verse 2]

Yo, I was an innocent teen, knew the difference between

Expensive and cheap, paid my dues but I wish it was free

They gave me crumbs, I made a meal so my niggas can eat

Never settle for gettin' fed, make a position to feed

Let's light a match, and see how long will the fire last

When they expose your skeletons to the room like a science class

From where these niggas either shoot dope or they high off crack

And fiends arms lookin' like Nascar tire tracks

I plan on dying rich, when I was born we was broke

I take a bag, we used the sink water to pour in the bowl

And heat it in the microwave or you can warm on the stove

But ain't no heat, so got to wash up 'fore the water get cold

This fame shit, I wasn't impressed, I fell in love with the checks

Ain't that feelin' you get right before you cummin' from sex

Always pray to a god before you rush to a bed

'Cause I hate family reunions, and sleep's the cousin of death

[Chorus]

Yeah, peep the writings that I wrote

Worth diamonds in the gold, that's right

Uh, from a city full of thieves

Turn penny into G's, that's right

Uh, peep the writings that I wrote

Worth diamonds in the gold, that's right

Yeah, from a city full of thieves

That's- Uh