Gold Pockets

(альбом: Untold Stories: Love & Addiction - 2021)

I push myself over the limits loosing sleep I keep on dozing off
Pressured by some expectations paranoid my doors is locked
I'm feeling invincible I'm living like there's no tomorrow
Pictures with you they all get cropped
Think about it like all day long
They think I fold when shit get heavy but I won't
I got so many blocked phone numbers in my phone
I got some people on my mind I can't let go, no
Right now I fill my pockets up with gold

I'm feeling bad for my city
Might get up give back to my city
Wait no
Think it's a bad decision
These bitches be bad and they pretty
But they some hoes
I put the packs of the gas in my city
I really learned that from Capone
He told me get my shoe game up
And now it's Giuseppe my toes
Free Capone free Capone
Miss my dawg he gone
Remember the day you got locked up
Called your phone heard dial tones
I get so down on myself
End up drowning myself
When I'm tryna put smiles on
I feel the best when I'm alone
I go climb inside my zone and

I push myself over the limits loosing sleep I keep on dozing off
Pressured by some expectations paranoid my doors is locked
I'm feeling invincible I'm living like there's no tomorrow
Pictures with you they all get cropped
Think about it like all day long
They think I fold when shit get heavy but I won't
I got so many blocked phone numbers in my phone
I got some people on my mind I can't let go, no
Right now I fill my pockets up with gold