Big Sean - 24K Of Gold lyrics

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Big Sean - 24K Of Gold lyrics

[Hook] Wishing I could rap my whole life up in 24 karats of gold Lately I’ve been dreaming ’bout diamonds and pearls Yup, diamonds and pearls, and enough money I could rule the world (If I ruled the world) [Verse 1: Big Sean] If I ruled the world, I would buy it all I’m addicted to champagne and buying the mall I’m addicted to living life above the law How much do it take to live above the law? I call my homie Ralph up, cause his car stop Told him bump a new car, come grab the car lot That way you can have convertibles, and a hard top Open up a few doors, since we had a hard knock, life Like, open up, Where restaurants and legs stay opened up Start a franchise So my dog can quit wearing a 44 up on his waist like it’s his pants size And to my OG locked up bumping Ready or Not Who was just trying to do it big, but wasn’t ready to die Cop a first cla** whatever he like, with hoes already inside Now he can rest in piece while he alive [Hook] [Verse 2] Seems life’s never at a stand still, even in a photo Thinking about an the ex girl, I hold though Like would we have won it all, or would I have lost it all like Ocho The things I think about the most are things I never know though Like, why don’t school teach more mathematics Less trigonometry and more about taxes They at the chalkboard, teaching us a** backwards How about preparing us for life, instead of lab rat us With a mansion that’s about 5 floors No more sleeping on the couches, cause we got 5 more With the fam that reminded me what I’m alive for And at the same time remind me what I’d die for A world where you wouldn’t need sleep That way we’d catch up instead of chase dreams And finally get the speed boat my dad always wanted I swear I feel it coming [Hook] [Verse 3: J. Cole] Is this a dream, well that’s how it feels Sometimes I got to pinch a fat a** to see if it’s real I specifically remember, no heat in the winter Now I supply heat for the winter Then I skate to the beach for the winter When it comes to chips boy, n***a get a grip No cleats I’m a winner Show love to the hoes and the freaks I remember Hit the club and raise hell all week for the sinners Meet the young Dennis, the menace of society Check my sobriety f** hoes in varities Shame that these things is the reasons you admire me But, I’m getting doe man these flows ‘gon retire me Splurging all crazy, switching lanes in the Range swerving all crazy Style on the dial, I’ve been serving ya’ll lately Cheddar on Federer Ball ’till I fall, et cetera, et cetera [Hook]