Lucky Joyaz - Pain to Gold

I was fucking broke
Shared a phone with BM
I ain’t even have a fucking dollar to my name
One thing I ain’t getting
But sitting wanting expecting
True love ain’t know I got to show it to me
Now I believe pain is the
Best thing that can happen
Killed a few snakes with one blade
From out my back
Put in by my cousin
I couldn’t fathom his actions
He got some hero money now
So he think he the dope
My head read red immediate mode of cope
Bruh seriously texting about deep throat
Now I forgive him and
I thank him with all my soul
Because something told me
I can turn that pain to gold
I’m starting to come up
I got me a little love
I got a little money
I got me a little plug
I got a silver Ultima
I’m feeling a little stud
28 the month of love
I’m seeing a lot of blood
Flooding from his eyes
And they popping out of his skull
And waters out of mine
Newport cigarette is what I pull
Crying like a bitch cuz
I don’t know what I should do
These the cards I’m dealt
Only option is not to fold
Keep my heart warm
But the world is fucking cold
You hung yourself to dry
So I’m terrified for your soul
Sinking in your thinking
Is definite take a toll
But something told me
That I can turn that pain to Gold
Now I dream of the future a lucky at 70
Doing cartwheels
Jumping on trampolines
I want to do it big
For all my king and queens
My daughter nephews Nieces
I can and I will teach
Them to chase their dreams
Because they can do anything
Long as they just believe
The worst is not the bad
Don’t perceive it as what it seems
All the bad that happens
Is something so he can teach
God already in me
I just got a feed the good
It’s hard to believe in him
When living in the hood
99% is bout they eyeset over mindset
I’m in it for the pain that my aim
I got my mind set
Clearly living life seamlessly
Fearlyless Elderly
as I obsess about the future
When you blinking they can shoot you
Keep your eyes open
On the Traeger of the shooter
Keep us still body hands up like I told you
If you want to see your kids
A chance to grow older
It’s only 2 ounces you can have them both
Sold sir cause I got purpose
And a Lotta reap to sow
I got to get better
I got a cleanse my soul
I got to see my young ones
I got to see them grow
My heads up in the clouds
My feet are on the floor
God told me I can turn my pain to gold

Written by:
Elemaniel Gomez

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