I remember I was 9 when my brother used to rhyme Used to see him spit, switch flows, and hold nines Seen the same bro catch case and hold time All that made me wanna do is continue his prime As a youngin all I wanted was to be that nigga All they did was look at you and be like "he that nigga" Older brother, older son of mother One I would look up to in the source [?] Hoping that one day you'd be the one that I turn into I figured it was just a figment of imagination The magic made this moment happen Look at me growin' Just that after all these years they had you waitin' In that cell while niggas givin' you hell I knew you was still basic And when them cells close and spite cover your eyes I just pray God let light cover your skies Hope your inner stressin' don't mess with you inside Keep rollin' your head high with some blessings in the sky My nigga
Things don't always go Always go your way I know, everything that shine ain't gold And we might think we're close But even we can be far away I know, everything that shine ain't gold Everything that shine ain't gold It ain't gold, it ain't gold Everything that shine ain't gold
Things don't always go Always go your way I know, everything that shine ain't gold And we might think we're close But even we can be far away I know, everything that shine ain't gold Everything that shine ain't gold It ain't gold, it ain't gold Everything that shine ain't goldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
