Wit - Certified Gold lyrics

[Verse 1] Yo Everybody got a dream Whether or not it's misguided It gotta be achieved Cause we all gotta get it Gotta get it indeed Even if we make it ourselves And try to get it to breathe Man we all gotta need to believe When we can get this stress And all this pressure relieved That's why we worship Gucci, Fendi and Birkins Imperfect people hurtin Trynna find somethin certain Searchin through the empty things Tryna find purpose What happens when you pa** and find out that the gold worthless? Huh? What if you get kilt in the house that you just built? Work ya whole life to get out and end up in the pit still? Only ambition is to ride around in big wheels Become a CEO Huntin hundred dollar bills And it's nothing but the grind on ya mind Cause you just tryna shine for an extended amount of time Thinkin paper is the replacement for suffering Made it to the top outta the basement discoverin We addicted to hustlin Conflicted by strugglin Convicted by nothin when the idol is king And the rest of the trinity is just us and our pain Nothing will hinder me is what we seem to proclaim As the pills and the alcohol flow through our veins We are addicts Attracted to the luxury and fame, yo [Hook] Shaped by the hands of mankind Made for us to worship and to behold Took a long time to carefully design It look alive It got everything but a soul Yeah it's weak But at least it's within our reach Standin their posing like a centerfold Told me take'em to church Ok I'm gone preach The devil got us sold on that certified gold Gold Certified gold Gold Certified gold Gold Certified gold Gold Certified gold [Verse 2] Feel like we spend time prayin for more distractions Things that keep us from the glory of the main attraction Heapin on ourselves a ton of gold chains Forward and backwards Occupyin both lanes No traffic Use to want diamonds on my casket So when I'm in the ground They walk around sayin he had it Now I'm trynna get my focus right Fixin my gla**es Shoutin out the unknown God like I'm from Athens You might spend all of your time studyin fashion Or get obsessed with the essence of ya black skin That go for anyone that turn their color into God The lust for supremacy Take'em under like a caption Instead I'm focusin my vision on the True and Livin And talk about the One that's risen Hopin you would listen Anything different is just a prison for ya soul You married the game but it's okay to go get it annulled This for the brave Set ya idols on fire Bust'em down And discard the remains Been a slave to social media In recent days Gotta keep Yeshua on my medulla Pardon me for going thru a phase Tryna get at that statue like I'm at the VMAs Things we do for love Homeboy you'll be amazed The One from above Just got me off parole Had a bracelet on my ankle Made outta certified gold [Hook]