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look (feat gold midas) - silver richards lyrics

[sample]
oh my ocean loves you
hooooo
i*

[verse]
i miss your ass hanging off of fat piano note
looking for the nearest rag, looking like bad cantalope
tried to put a ring on my hand, just for that i can’t elope
try to handcuff me to the nightstand and my hand is ghosting

i was just joking, sh*t
i got a girl back at home, working the dough
see, she really heated now my ass is toast (yeah yeah yeah)
she know i f*cking play too much, that i’m too f*cking broke to boast
bout to blow red money at jordans abuena (own?)

sike, f*ck that
i rock blank tees for (?) vans
hoes in the bottom got the soul of an old man
(f*kushu?) arizona, (?) the whole can
broken nose, spitting coke, wider than your whole clan

hail puerto rican, but all i know is english
(?) disgusting i’m a musty dusty bunny tryna get some gold
but trust me imma ride with my homies when it’s ugly
i ain’t turning nothin’ but my stereo and ac what they saying?
[chorus]
look at these, look at these, look at
look at these n*ggas
look at these, look at these, look at
look at these n*ggas
look at these, look at these, look at
look at these n*ggas
look at these nig*, look at these nig*
look at these n*ggas

[verse 2]
talk lousy, but i’m bout it marching through your little army
infantry got instant reach(?) tryna see who compete the farthest
i’m an artist rocking target brands, glad i bought them jeans darker than the soul charles manson fans harvest
(so deep) looking at my future with a gun to my face
wishing i was as vibrant when i was in mysp*ce (all i know)
freelance prime ape, (now i’m just a guy?) (?) pleasing people when i vibrate

i try my best to stay a faithful man but sometimes i want some chicken when the steaks in hand
now i ain’t speaking of women, see i’m a grateful man
this rap game is bullsh*t, bout to stop picking the bones and be like

girl let me pick you up and (d*ck? vic?) you, imma f*ck you good
let’s shoot for the motherf*cking stars and crash in hollywood
act like a motherf*cking chump at every chance i could
sh*t, give me my music, some cereal and i’m good, they be like
[chorus]
look at these, look at these, look at
look at these n*ggas
look at these, look at these, look at
look at these n*ggas
look at these, look at these, look at
look at these n*ggas
look at these nig*, look at these nig*
look at these nig*

[outro]
ooooo
silver and gold
come in tune (?)
ay

- silver richards lyrics

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