Gold Cutlery

[Intro]

Yeah

Uh, woo

[Verse 1: Che Noir]

I put the hands of time on my keyboard

Mental piano, I'm playing a C chord

I feel like a resource for niggas, I feel like I'm reborn

Because the pain of moving quick but cautious

Couldn't walk a mile in my shoes, my step, you'll get exhausted

The tears I cried was big enough to swim a dolphin

I did it all for results of niggas who love me wrong

I ate fruit from the money tree right in front of God

Life is like the mother and, death is the Uncle Tom

I cut ties with backstabbers, they gave me scissors

Been through thick and thin, it's funny how greed can make you thinner

Lived in sin, raised with killers, nigga

I can't forget what I seen 'cause every time that I blink, my brain would take a picture

I hate the flash, I try to hide where I can

No self esteem, I couldn't see my worth outside of a man

I was making loose decisions that I knew was senseless

He blindly swept me off my feet and made me superstitious (Yo)

[Chorus: Rome Streetz, Che Noir]

Just make sure that every choice that you make wise

Before I chop the head, I look straight in the snake eyes

Rather leave you for dead than coincide with your fake vibes

Living fast, mommy told me take time (Time, nigga)

And make sure that every choice that you make wise

Before I chop the head, I look straight in the snake eyes

Rather leave you for dead than coincide with your fake vibes

Living fast, mommy told me take time (Yeah, yuh)

[Verse 2: Che Noir]

Peep the lines in my verses, at 3 my eye was observant

And as a teen, my mind was determined, so I deserve it

I bleed like the knives of a surgeon, wine of a serpent

I plead to Christ, I got urges, crying in churches

Life's a book, gotta read it between the lines, it's in cursive

Shoot a diss, now I gotta think, decide if it's worth it

'Cause I don't play fair how you bleeding, dying with nurses

I wipe and clean evidence, got a bleach and dye with detergent

Bitch, I spit jewels, that's the only time that I switch moves

Quick move, I turn a hating nigga to fish food

I sip booze, recline in front of a big pool

Bitch, I'm in a class of my own, you niggas skip school

I remember trying stretch 10 Gs

They debate about the top 5 best MCs

You gotta take someone back if it ain't Che love of rap

Women spitting harder than these niggas they love to gas, facts

[Chorus: Rome Streetz, Che Noir]

Make sure that every choice that you make wise

Before I chop the head, I look straight in the snake eyes

Rather leave you for dead than coincide with your fake vibes

Living fast, mommy told me take time (Time, nigga)

And make sure that every choice that you make wise

Before I chop the head, I look straight in the snake eyes

Rather leave you for dead than coincide with your fake vibes

Living fast, mommy told me take time (Take ya time nigga)

[Outro: Che Noir]

Yeah, yeah, make wise

Yeah, snake eyes

Yeah, yeah

Uh, uh

Take ya time nigga, uh

Take ya time nigga