Myke Truth - Treasure X

If I could take these commas zeros into 7 digits
I ain't talkin bout her number
Referring to the millions
Frequent flyer mileage out to countries never seen
Instagrammin with my lady
Go commercial Old Navy
Caught up in the moment
Tunnel vision Kodak Black
Picture rollin up a fat
Blunt with words speak the truth
Not holdin back
Lay ya body on the low
Oil massage and gettin dome
Compliments with cream & peaches
In Miami that's fasho
Believe with no doubt
Drifting on the coast in a beach house
Small circle away from the crowd
Chasing for the cheese
From a cat to a rat, meow
Set sail lay the anchor
But cha never gonna hold me down
Gold on my necklace, young never reckless
Vacay one time one time with no direction

I be out here on the coast
Driftin driftin on the boat
Driftin driftin on the boat
Out here just to find the gold
I be out here on the coast
Driftin driftin on the boat
Driftin driftin on the boat
Out here just to find the gold
I don't know what's ahead, no
What treasure comes to me
But I know
What's really meant for me
That's fasho
Still I be drifting by the coast

Livin like a movie read the lines
And then perform
Crashing makin waves stayin calm
Through the storm
Silver spoon never had it
Livin life good, yeah
Above average
Dealing with the cards I'm dealt with
Under the sun rays I'm melting
Some people know they got it made
Got the audacity to complain
Still I'm chillen under in the shade
It's a celebration, a Rose Parade
I'm moving on, till I figure out a rhythm
Like a sing-a-long, spit the truth on the mic
So they sing-a-long, sing-a-long
See a dark road in front of me
But fasho we glow in dark
Shed the light to my enemies
Have faith have faith, be Notorious
B.I.G
If you on that same ship, never sailed
No fuel no energy
Ima set sail, missed the boat
New wave new memories

I be out here on the coast
Driftin driftin on the boat
Driftin driftin on the boat
Out here just to find the gold
I don't know what's ahead, no
What treasure comes to me
But I know
What's really meant for me
That's fasho
Still I be drifting by the coast

So face it, working to pay tax basis
Life got an expiration
Time can't wait, no replacement
Killin my goals I'm Jason
Statham
Back to back and transporting
Going faster and the furious
Childish, stay woke growing up
Tryna find ya self
Pills poppin bottle pouring up
Delirious
Doing the most and never basic
Wine and dine and so ageless
Age but a number go flames in the summer
Stackin up bread and they all gon wonder
Why you gotta do that
Why you gotta do that
Forward never lookin back
Forward never lookin back
Train I'm on the right track (yeah)
Driftin to another place away away
From a crowded space
Rockin out mosh pit
Gon fight
Litty on Sunday night
Soap opera show dramatic times
Tears of joy a sacrifice
Tears of joy, a sacrifice
Yeah

I be out here on the coast
Driftin driftin on the boat
Driftin driftin on the boat
Out here just to find the gold
I don't know what's ahead, no
What treasure comes to me
But I know
What's really meant for me
That's fasho
Still I be drifting by the coast

Written by:
Myke De Rama

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