GoldLink - Facelift lyrics

[Verse 1] 1987 rockin' all the Nike fly sh** Gold karat ring, rosegold on my biceps Kinda lost my mind, might get gold up on my eyelid Got the flyest b**h on my hip call her highness Heineken we're drinking and we're watching Yu-Yu Hakasho Grindin' on my dick like some wheels, tell her stop and go You only hit my phone, I think we're 'bout to make this Cali move Gotta keep it smooth Max Rod Port, that's my li'l dude Me and Raymond talking 'bout our rainy days together Lips so smooth, kiss her and it's like a feather Know you feel me lady, probably think I'm shady That was Darren, n***a. He was kinda crazy "GoldLink, you so funny.. when we making money?" Don'cha ask me girl this is for my wifey, yup In my white tee, checks that's my Nikes Oops I used that line before, never mind that's biting Myself, gotta get some help n***a go to hell, told my dad he got the belt I'm a li'l n***a, but my money long n***as think I'm broke, n***as dead wrong [Verse 2] Hit a couple licks, put it in my n***a's fund Then we ball out and we have some n***a fun Cursin' while I'm holding middle fingers to the white folk And I provoked all of the violence that they sold us And my n***as yelling out the window like we got no father figures But my n***as gonna make it all without our father figures Breaking all the lies that they try to teach in school Yes, I'm black n***a but I ain't a f**ing fool Ghetto upbringing's got me humble as I should Lost love once so I'm wishing that I could Could have had my baby, eat you like a pastry f** it b**h, I'm lying I ain't tripping off you lately Only f** the realest, my girl is the trillest White so bad that these n***as need a facelift Foul sh** flagrant but the throne is for the taking Me and Max Rezzy B got next, no replacements