Gold Coast

Lyrics

Sit your ass back down, man, who you fightin'?
 Actin' like that shit gon' solve your problems
 These bad bitches ain't lookin' for your kindness
 I don't even get my driver's license
 All my friends got New Year's resolutions
 Why you still the same? Lil' bitch, it's already November
 Got so many nights I turned upside-down in my camera
 Sleepin' just to get a little pause from all this noise
 Up in my temple, close my eyes, pretend I'm motherfuckin' man
 That's beg your pardon at my end,
 you're in, well, I don't give no fucks now
 Saw you searchin' at my center, you lost my trust now
 I just made a new friend, she don't call me 'less we fuckin'
 Crazy how the days pass you by
 We get lost in findin' ourselves
 Forget the way home, forget what is wrong and right
 But thick and thin, you know we gon' fight
 (We gon' fight, we gon' fight)
 All my brodies ride with me to the end
 If it's partners, then just go tell me what's the issue
 They talk about wantin' change
 But they know they still gon' ask why you tryna be new
 You swear that she ridin' with you
 But tell me, why she be riding me too?
 The smell of rose water mist on her face
 It got me cursed, baby, now I can't move
 It's 2 A.M. in Gold Coast
 What time is it there? Send me a teext, girl
 Tell me how you been
 Just help me think about somethin' else
 Sit your ass back down, man, who you fightin'?
 Actin' like that shit gon' solve your problems
 These bad bitches ain't lookin' for your kindness
 I don't even get my driver's-
 Over second guessin', I don't know, I just can't help it
 I can't keep on bein' friendly, I cannot trust anybody
 Where was you when I needed you the most? Don't call me friend
 You never showed up,
 the only time you hear my voice is on the radio now
 All the rules were meant to be broken
 When I come back, let's fuck all the time
 I don't see a room, let's get that shit open
 Wait for me, and then I'ma go in
 Get on you, ride on a Trojan
 Baby, I just want you to be on the way
 Two more, two beautiful friends on the, ayy
 Sleepin' on me, you knew, that you not supposed to
 Flowin' just like noodle on the track
 I'm livin' large, I got a vision, she look like a vixen
 And don't be startin' shit we both know you cannot finish
 (F is for forgiveness)
 Figuring out my fate, shoutout goes to 88
 You know we not playin' safe, I got papers in the safe
 My ends don't need no cables, all love, I'm not a hater
 Found my lovin' Asian, she always lift my face up
 It's 2 A.M. in Gold Coast
 What time is it there? Send me a teext, girl
 Tell me how you been
 Just help me think about somethin' else
 

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Duration
04:01
Tempo
130 BPM

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