Trae Tha Truth - All Gold Everything Freestyle lyrics

[Intro: Trinidad James] This sh** sound like 007 on N64 and sh** [Verse 1: Trae The Truth] Young Truth James all gold soldier Black ice you aint seen sh** colder …through a price n***a everything gold I’m the man ask about me errrbody know All gold coupe all gold chains on me In the hood stuntin with this change all on me n***a feel like snow blow game like Sony Dome shot a b**h leave her brains all on me Louie got these racks on hostage trying to get out Ceiling on my whip too co*ky I made em sit out You can find me in the hood like I never been out Johnny got a spot for a n***a I’m bout to rent out Diamonds in my grill got that work off in the locker Fly across a hater with that all gold chopper Haters on my dick I’d rather try a to bopa Green lighter light up like can't stop ya n***a n***a n***a [Hook: Trinidad James] Gold all in my chain, gold all in my ring Gold all in my watch Don’t believe me, just watch