Give Them Gold (Intro)

Open up your third eye Let your penal Gland be decalcified By my window like I'm Malcolm x, but I swear that they won't get me I hear shots, shots, shots and shots it's like they're on repeat It's hard to get low when the devil so close, the smell of death is on my clothes And I promise before they take my soul,I will Give Them Gold I will Give Them Gold They bringing war to our doorstep That's more threats and more debt, to digest I just adjust, salad how I address I approach the press without a protest Don't believe in coincidences, Can call it my Spidey senses, how I can detect ya lies when ya body twitching Politicking, but not optimistic Ya point coming like my ex women, cause it must have missed me Flirting with life and she slightly kissed me Then dissed me quickly See life is bitchy, I don't be tripping Got my gun in my paws, I'm armed Ready for all it draws From day time to nightfall, I'm By my window like I'm Malcolm x, but I swear that they won't get me I hear shots, shots, shots and shots it's like they're on repeat It's hard to get low when the devil so close, the smell of death is on my clothes And I promise before they take my soul,I will Give Them Gold I will Give Them Gold It's Armageddon are you armed and ready I'm hoping God forgive me the devil won't forget me My cousin died from cancer of the kidney I feel them death angels trying to get me Them demons trying blitz me Who's that peeking through my window Sheriff with a warrant and they want me to come with them Free to the world but a slave to the system I die a villain before I go out as a victim, pick one It's all good 'til them lights don't work That's man why you got them perks, better not f*ck up That's your girl why you can cop that purse You the man while you got that work, until them hittas luck up By my window like I'm Malcolm x, but I swear that they won't get me I hear shots, shots, shots and shots it's like they're on repeat But I won't go down They got people switching a pro nouns Hidden agendas out of control now Everybody claim they woke now But pillow talking is the program ,I think that they call him podcast As the same pass through The hourglass I'm in the lab trying to create a path , and a bigger bag Everybody want to be big and bad There's little good in that But I don't get in that, I'm just getting back By my window like I'm Malcolm x, but I swear that they won't get me I hear shots, shots, shots and shots it's like they're on repeat It's hard to get low when the devil so close, the smell of death is on my clothes And I promise before they take my soul,I will Give Them Gold I will Give Them Gold Yeah, through trials and tribulations Here I stand I can drop while you sleep Whoa I will Give Them Gold