K-Cee L. - Gold Standard lyrics

K-Cee L I'll give you n***as my email You hating n***as are some females Talking bout getting fresh And your so addicted to re tail I been by the sea shore Selling people sea shells The best kept secret Done being on the Dee El People be talking bout my hair To my skinny jeans But they don't see the big pictures All they have mini dreams My visions are cinematic I'm tipsy off some Jimmy Beam My standard is Gold I been known To have some winning themes Silly Rabbit habit Always with the tricks n***a Im not a hustler Cause I don't carry bricks n***a I'm a k** the beast I'm a k** the beast So don't be the one I see Wearing a 66 si* n***a Cause I'll murder you Since no ones ever heard of you Jump over a hurdle too And move it like a turtle Doo (slow) Slow sitting in the whip Wit a bad chick Cruising through the hood With my n***as who ain't had sh** And yeah I got it bad You Bugatti f*g You ride for n***as That would put you in a body bag Not too religious Just believing in God That he could even the odds And then I'm leaving for OZ Just to chill wit da wizard Chill wit da wizard You chopping off all my body part I feel like da lizard So they growing back throwing DAT Real wit da blizzard I'm calling my n***a Edward Cause he k** wit da scissors and Far K-Cee Why you rapping like you hard K-Cee I seen you waking You ain't even got a car K-Cee You ain't a rapper You just got a couple bars K-Cee I'm tryna tell these people Who you really are Jah I've made a couple choices that my mother won't be proud of I got demons hidin' under where I dream And even though my paths unclear gotta soul I let steer On this road cause I'm only nineteen, what you mean?! Couple faces sayin' "....Hi this", "....Hi that" I just kick push and holla "hi" back Cause I don't know who's real and who's conventional But I know my team's on guard like a sentinel You f**in' wit my cream! Sewn in to my silhouette, past be a sequel Present is the future to my people Live life fast... Simon said, "be kind to the people Unhappy to themselves so they hate you..." "Trust gang" invitin' me like I must hang b**h, I burn bridges Colonel Mustang I don't like to rush things So I'm, taking all my time Plus these wings got me touchin' all skies So I paradigm, shift to commando And I spray rando Spirit gun loaded for example Wind scar planted on my heart Let em know I be the artist Shuffle hoes then I card trick Gold House