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more, more - noah gold lyrics

[intro]
panel on the wall with my name covered in gold
don’t let money get too old, all that cheese it turn to mold
so i spend it when i get it , all this dough turn to spaggetti
bigoli and vermicelli, get me full, no i won’t let it

[verse 1]
i want my name to be top of list
first thing i do is i’m dropping a hit
imma keep working and working
’till n0body can say my quality’s fallin’ a bit
i’m here to prove i can do it with less
i’m feeling full from consuming the stress
promised myself that this will be my year
and there ain’t no chance i’m ever losing a bet
7 figures that was always the goal
i need it to fill the hole in my soul
i been struggling with goin’ against
so maybe it’s time that i go with thе flow
they put this sh*t on and turn on the noise
if you listеn you can learn from my voice
incinarating all the competition like toy story 3 where they burn all the toys
[chorus]
i want more, i want more, let’s see what you have in store
i want more, i want more, ’till i won’t fit through the door
i want more, i want more, all the money in galore
lemme chase after the paper, ’till i can’t go anymore
i want more, i want more, let’s see what you have in store
i want more, i want more, ’till i won’t fit through the door
i want more, i want more, all the money in galore
lemme chase after the paper, ’till i can’t go anymore

[verse 2]
in my own room, i’ve been talking to shadows
they told me i gotta get out the shade
f*ck it, i know what to do, i know i gotta persue my passion, i won’t let it fade
my passion for rapping, my passion for singing
you see my practicing it everyday
i dont need to pay a lady for telling the future
’cause i already know my fate
two mill’ for a feat, that sh*t been a dream
turn red like you bleed, if you’re coming my seat
best be ready for the heat (yeah)
i won’t save you a spot, this is all that i got
not even taking shots, all my lines are just hot
that’s the one thing you’re not
[bridge]
fill up the bank ’till i only see commas, then empty it all for benz
make me a couple of bangers and drop em and do all of that sh*t again
i could save it for the kids of my kids so they never have to work a day
still i spend it all today, numbers aren’t meant to stay

[verse 3]
all my bars go harder than lines of coke
i be spitiing so hard, i made her soak
she tripping on me ’cause i am so dope
shibari baby, she gave me the rope
never do somthing i don’t want
somebody call 911
my grandmama just my heard me rap and
she fell to the ground, it’s done
i be driving in my own lane
dressed in black, it’s like i’m bruce wayne
my behaviour ain’t this bad, man
and i just hope that i ain’t too late
i be rapping like it’s christmas eve
not a vegan but i don’t like beef
i’ve been spending so much money
i looked at my bank account and i thought there was a thief

[chorus]
i want more, i want more, let’s see what you have in store
i want more, i want more, ’till i won’t fit through the door
i want more, i want more, all the money in galore
lemme chase after the paper, ’till i can’t go anymore
i want more, i want more, let’s see what you have in store
i want more, i want more, ’till i won’t fit through the door
i want more, i want more, all the money in galore
lemme chase after the paper, ’till i can’t go anymore

[verse 4]
last stretch like broken jeans
stay back when i fight my fiends
get the money by any means
stacking paper like lawyer fees
me and the money like ratchet and clank
it gotta look like an ocean, i’m frank
only way that i be fishing for bank
it’s not enough if this sh*t doesn’t stank
more money, i never get enough
pour honey and she l!cking it off
all for me when she dripping down low
so lucky when i’m sipping it all
screaming so hard she be making me deaf
never am i gonna let her get half
i want more and more and more and untill there’s nothing left

[outro]
i want more, i want more, let’s see what you have in store
i want more, i want more, ’till i won’t fit through the door
i want more, i want more, all the money in galore
lemme chase after the paper, ’till i can’t go anymore

- noah gold lyrics

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