Gold Rush Kings - Surreal lyrics

rate me

It’s like, it’s like that yeah

Pac Div, Gold Rush

Reminiscing when I was naïve

Out the game was it money or was it fame?

I was tryna game it was both

From the pulse time again

Had to pause about losing lopes

I was tryna bang I was neither young rapper

Well I arrive in the new bus heaters

Real nigger and no fucking diva

Loud bitches pop the reefa

Coupe rhymes down the pump to beat up

Unbelievers with a motivation

Roll in the couple of your favors try to comment shit

Little pieces of your genius, jacking the style

So why you up in the cloud, some up in me though

Kudos to all the real ones that show support

Just wanna see my homies make it as we hold the fort

Back in the game my mans rock the fellow sport

Tell the fellas I only see’em when you go to court

What the fuck we on this money chase to when it follow

Bitches shallow taste the niggers tryna get the lotto

Using models around the paddles

Somehow I never lost the love

Love the way you make me feel

For real it’s like this is surreal

Light it up and take a hit

Damn that’s some bomb shit

I make’em say we on, we on, we on

That’s what they’re saying we on, we on, we on

I heard’em say we on, we on, we on

I make’em say we on

From the corner of this basement room blazing

To the ends of all come for glory

I’m the holder of that action tune raising fools up

Took the train but it was bound to nowhere

Where you going what the fuck has happened?

They asking and I tell’em

You ain’t never heard a sound just like this

And everybody else is just as right

I love the way she got me feeling

I feel it she make that MDMA come up sharp

10 babies walking on the ceiling

So where my motherfucking medicine?

Medicine yeah I see the tunnels that approaching quick

How the hood will taste the medicine

In hell the fugitive will hold it in

Forever Imma change the…

But first I exhale the universe

Love the way you make me feel

For real it’s like this is surreal

Light it up and take a hit

Damn that’s some bomb shit

I make’em say we on, we on, we on

That’s what they’re saying we on, we on, we on

I heard’em say we on, we on, we on

I make’em say we on

Champion flow rocking show like a polo

Rap mogul niggers know the Gold rush logo

We global like living mogul like the song gone

Gold Rush rolling strong cause all of us gonna hold on

In out own zone

Ladies love my cologne and my home gone

This is celebration bitches

Getting paid we all making money

These bitches acting tish is acting like my dick is not delicious

But I never tasted it time never wasted it

Too busy making hits roll with the shooters

We ain’t even after no more

We just taken it chicks ain’t even asking no more

We just take the dick baby I ain’t saying shit

You already know what people do for these ends

That’s why your boy is running shit like Montezuma’s revenge

And all my good girls coast with me

And all my bad bitches coast with me

And all these haters that won the trip

Just know I got the toast with me

And all my good girls coast with me

And all my bad bitches coast with me

And all these haters that won the trip

Just know I got the toast with me

With me, with me, with me

Just know I got the toast with me

And all my bad bitches coast with me

But just know I got the toast with me