Issa Gold - Shine All Gold lyrics

[Verse 1: AK] You're stupid to think the world's small enough to heal all of us That's what the teacher say, go to the preacher, pray But you gotta pay, gotta fight you a cheaper way Look into myself, try to find me a deeper way Chase my dreams, create, made me me today As I prosper, no defense, they watch us So I'm still obnoxious when I'm in their binoculars A n***a just wanna be free I was in the same hood and nobody rescued me my n***a Could've plead and believed and self achieved Nothing with greed, just be yourself Realize that your strength is locked inside It's the thing that you feel when you open your eyes Them feelings alive, go ahead homie and fly Someday you'll get high, leaving your mark in the sky But till then I got this, f** your hypothesis New York blocks is where I built my conscious up But my ganja tryna live life prosperous Since a toddler had a dream and I followed it Dodging them hollow tips, throw some shots, they missed Had to stay optimistic But her pharmacist Kept me on cloud 9 when the hard times would hit All time high, first time I hit fronto kid By Eighteen, had the mind of a king Gotta learn from mistakes, what it takes to lead But of course had a taste of the evil seed So I could truly see what I was meant to be Who would know much later I would be much greater Every parent, teacher, conference, told my mom I was a failure Cos they couldn't see the prophet in disguise as a player Rise on them haters and defied all the labels Swear to keep it G till I'm at the crossroads And the grim reaper creep tryna banish my soul Used to sin every week, had to let the pain go Gotta practice what your preach, but I ain't an angel Mobbed in the streets, what the blue rag know Know no power in a piece, but I took the gang road But despite all the demons tryna bring me down low I just rise like a phoenix and I shine all gold [Verse 2: Issa Gold] Flatbush was my stomping ground Mother wanted to keep me out Tried to put me on a different route Sent me to school to smarter crowds Problem is when my school was done Would come home to my neighborhood Learn the ways of the hood I'm from But in my books, I was a gifted one My conduct, it was f**ed up I was the cla** clown since I started up Getting good grades, but that's not enough Had a 99, but my behavior s**ed High school, a n***a found d** Prescription pills, not the good stuff Xanax when I'm waking up Percocet just to keep me up Nose candy was a favorite 8-ball for only two of us Popping X was another one Until we found out the sh** was cut Ain't it funny when you think about it My mother thought that these schools were bound to Keep a n***a on the straight and narrow Instead they filled me up with problems But in the same breathe, I wouldn't change sh** Because the pain is what made me become great Everything that I go through, because faith It was hard but it caused me to change sh** Addiction lead to depression And in depression, you're taught some lessons If you listen, they keep on pushing And the solution cause evolution Obstacles come inside of your path And make you switch up and step on the gas If you look back inside of your path You find direction, it's like your own map