Huh, Gold Star
You got a bounty on your head for a couple of gold bars
With that much money I could buy a couple new cars
Nah scratch that idea, let me say a few bars.. So
Whatcha mean I don't know how to flow
I ain't rapping for the money I ain't for no dough
I just wanna talk my shit, I just wanna show my growth
Yeah I’m talking for the 3 of us, yeah I’ll talk about our oath
(Okay!)
Come on Gold Star what are the rules?
That bounty on your head is worth a couple of jewels
Got a couple tricks up your sleeve? Well what can you do?
This the Sun Club fucker, wxlcome to my debut
“So, come on, come on, and hit that motherfucker back”
Too late, he’s out cold, he needs an ice pack
But wait, he faked it and ran, well ain't that just whack
Bounty’s on the loose.. Guess we gotta chase a rat
Uh
Now its Alan talking for the 3
Max & Akir, go have break and take a seat
Let start listening all my issues with ya’ll
I can now cause I'm finally free
So let’s start off with-
#1, look, check out my waist!
“There’s nothing there”
Shit, well guess I rest up my case
I wasn't raised with “no guns”
I wasn't raised with no gates
So all ya’ll can stop saying “you never had it rough”
(Your all copy and -)
Number #2, what am I supposed to do?
Stand there, act tough when I got nothing to “brew”
I'm scatterbrained man
(Ha)
Well ain't that just rude?
I don't fuck with this type of attitude
So lets finish this with-
#3, ima need these fills taken out so we could all agree
That this is my song I can do whatever I want
Damn right that my egos talking for me
Lowkey
Broski-
(Yap)
(Bro you must be the biggest moron I know)
(Okay!)
Come on Gold Star what are the rules?
That bounty on your head is worth a couple of jewels
Got a couple tricks up your sleeve? Well what can you do?
This the Sun Club fucker, wxlcome to my debut
“So, come on, come on, and hit that motherfucker back”
Too late, he’s out cold, he needs an ice pack
But wait, he faked it and ran, well ain't that just whack
Bounty’s on the loose.. Guess we gotta chase a rat
(Lets go)
Come on Gold Star what are the rules?
That bounty on your head is worth a couple of jewels
Got a couple tricks up your sleeve? Well what can you do?
This the Sun Club fucker, wxlcome to my debut
“So, come on, come on, and hit that motherfucker back”
Too late, he’s out cold, he needs an ice pack
But wait, he faked it and ran, well ain't that just whack
Bounty’s on the loose.. Guess we gotta chase a rat
They say I'm too conceited
Eye full of my pyrite
Another bounty
And I'm lockin' in my eye sight
I aim to shoot, I shoot to kill
A gold star
Participate, an honor roll
That's too bizarre
I never get it why these rookies always look at me
I never traded any bars for you to kiss my feet
I'm standing my ground, to get all these profits for me
I need that gold star, walkin' around for free
6 chambers in my roulette
One for me and one for you
Let's revolve around this topic
Let me know your dusty view, ah
You are just a view-er
Get it? Think it through yuh
'Fore it gets you, sir
Is this enough, to get, through it, this long?
Is this enough, to call it "a solve all?"
Is this enough? Oh-no, it won't be enough
Until I get a gold star, to my name and my call, so-
C'mon, c'mon, tell me the rules again
C'mon, c'mon, where is the truth again?
We both got different values, different goals and different lives
But I won't be the one to lay down, act, and sympathize
And when I'm finished, we'll go downtown to the bank, so
Won't miss my shot again, your bounty is a rank
Like the last motherfucker
He survived, motherfucker
Bye bye Gold Star, it was nice to get to know ya, uh
