Fresh Moss - Golden Trumpets lyrics

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Fresh Moss - Golden Trumpets lyrics

I'ma f**kin..I'ma f**kin entity or something other type sh**!? (Verse 1) n***as think they Fresh But they speedstick Lord of the wave n***as sea sick I'm themoon, I'm the sun, I'm the one A rare sight like an Eclipse n***as claim this And claim that But they ain't this And they ain't that God gave me game And I never gave the game back Ride for my n***as Nothing ever gon change that Hail Mary I'm a stoner I sip slow On that H-Town I got tall She got tall But when she got tall She went straight down I don't play around Ain't no time for that Success I grind for that Move forward Don't rewind it back These n***as washed up Like a laundromat The set roll deep We back to back Back in black All my n***as action packed Ya b**h beamazed When I craft the raps Added to the fact I got stacks on stacks Ugh Never will I testify Got a couple mill? Come invest I Flow a million volts I electrify A n***a way too live I d**h defy If You looking for the real I'm all that Lost it all And got it all back Any problems I solve that If it ain't about money Then call back Drop a 4oz in a 2(liter) What's new? Everything that I smoke Cali grew Never ever will I smoke Malibu Ball so hard Throw my own alley oops (Chorus) Golden Trumpets Heaven Sent I'm the best That's evident Roll up ignite that Let it all just settle in From the bottom To the top I climbed And I did it all All wit my mind These n***as fake These n***as hate I'm the chosen one A 1 of 1 design...Ugh (Verse 2) Back like I never left Flow dirty But a n***a stay forever Fresh I'm tall, so tall A n***a tall like Mount Everest I swear a that I never rest Cause a n***a got make it Never once did I fake it Never once we related f** n***as better ondalay This a airstrike n***a bombs away Raps like this Blow your moms away If you lost my n***a Then Find your way I watch all like CBS Actvis, No CVS Gold rollie, gold chains Diamond game, VVS Ugh Fresco Makaveli A wild boy Like X like in Belly I'll s** your b**h All in the Telli It ain't really sh** that You could really tell me My mind too focused You can't derail me I'm prince of the game If you think you red flames Then I bring you purple rain (Chorus) Golden Trumpets Heaven Sent I'm the best That's evident Roll up ignite that Let it all just settle in From the bottom To the top I climbed And I did it all All wit my mind These n***as fake These n***as hate I'm the chosen one A 1 of 1 design...Ugh