[Hook]
Bitches and gold
All of these hoes just came to your show
They all just came to your show
Bitches and gold
All of these hoes just came to your show
But is that all you really want though?
[Verse 1]
It was all a dream
17 in XXL magazine
Used to flip to that page with my little article
Can’t believe this little bedroom was where I started from
Wonder how my old friends are, I grew apart from them
No offence to them dudes, they’re probably doing well
Wonder if they got some stories, something new to tell
Too bad I’m chasing what I’ve wanted since a youngin
I feel like I lost the game like it was nothing
I used to treat this shit just like a hobby
Made my first 10 grand and I fucking lost me
And that’s some small ass money but at the time it was a lot
And in this huge shark tank I was a guppy
God damn, fuck me
But fuck you if you didn’t believe
People get mad when you make livings, wait, but is that just me?
And all these gold chains hide all of my insecurities
So before you judge me quick, baby, please, listen to me
[Hook]
Bitches and gold
All of these hoes just came to your show
They all just came to your show
Bitches and gold
All of these hoes just came to your show
But is that all you really want though?
[Verse 2]
Look, real shit, real shit
This one rapper got mad cause he found one of my tracks
Thought I was sneak dissing him
But I ain’t with all that hood shit, that’s not the shit I’m good with
Truthfully, if we fought he would win
And no offence, do your thing, homie, you shine
I won’t fight back, I’ll stunt on you in due time
Meaning this shit is competitive but I do this shit effortless
Didn’t mean to get out of hand when I said that shit
I never signed up to carry guns with me
Or gain caution to anybody that runs with me
I be damned if his homies shot anyone with me
This music shit went from zero to fucking one fifty
All I wanted was some bitches and a cheque
Now this rap shit’s bout physical respect
Why couldn’t we just make money as a whole
Instead of beefing with each other, shit is old
Bitches and gold
[Hook]
Bitches and gold
All of these hoes just came to your show
They all just came to your show
Bitches and gold
All of these hoes just came to your show
But is that all you really want though?
[Verse 3]
This chick Gabby was at my house once
She was in my bed, we just made out once
I was leaving for New York and I’d be back in a month
She said when I was back we could fuck
She talked to me bout my life too
And she could have been my wifey now
I left town for a while, recorded, did me some shows
I came home, god damn, she let me down
You got a boyfriend? I stayed loyal but it seems like you enjoy him
Maybe cause he’s just around and I’m always out of town
Man, this coulda woulda shit just gets annoying
Then I wish I was normal, but that doesn’t work
Making a five figure salary off dreams is a perk
And I’m lucky if I really hit six, that’s a goal
Till then I’m draped in all these bitches and gold
Bitches and gold
[Outro]
So many of us choose our path out of fear disguised as practicality. What we really want seems impossibly out of reach and ridiculous to expect so we never dare to ask the universe for it. I’m saying, I’m the proof that you can ask the universe for it. Please
