NoLove Santana - Golden

I been the one, knew I was chosen
They already knowing (Yeah)
No Jill Scott, but I live my life like I was golden
Play with the gang, then like a ball, you know we rolling
On my way up, I'm Fenna blow just like explosions
Gone keep applying pressure
Get the bag, keep the extra
No yoga, if he get outta line, we gone stretch him
Chase the money like its running from me, just watch how I catch 'em
Get outta line, I'll send my dogs to go and fetch 'em
Now what's the cause of a nigga being so egotistic
When he ain't have a lot, but still grew up so fucking gifted
Been on the rise like ascensions, and changing my extensions
But like a game, I'm still down to send my folks on a mission (And they gone go)
No lights, cameras, but I been about that action like a show
I had to cut off both my hands, cause I can't feel this shit nomo
Feeling like Jeezy, cause they know I put on for my fucking bro
The only nigga that lifted me up when I was feeling low
When I was down, I couldn't really depend on nobody but family
So I couldn't give a fuck who came around
Now I'm up and they hate it now
They gotta treat it like some eyes and some ears
Cause this shit right here they gotta face it now
I been the one, knew I was chosen
They already knowing (Yeah)
No Jill Scott, but I live my life like I was golden
Play with the gang, then like a ball, you know we rolling
On my way up, I'm Fenna blow just like explosions
Gone keep applying pressure
Get the bag, keep the extra
No yoga, if he get outta line, we gone stretch him
Chase the money like its running from me, just watch how I catch 'em
Get outta line, I'll send my dogs to go and fetch 'em
No condiments mane they playing catch up
Like I'm second in line, mane these niggas know I'm next up
Know they gone fail every time if they ever test us
Cause we apply pressure and like we held underwater, we ain't gone let up
I learned the game from my brother and taught it to my people
Killed off the competition, I swear this should be illegal
Forever standing on point with this shit like I'm a needle
Been running shit, I been a don like my last name was Cheadle
I been the one, knew I was chosen
They already knowing (Yeah)
No Jill Scott, but I live my life like I was golden
Play with the gang, then like a ball, you know we rolling
On my way up, I'm Fenna blow just like explosions
Gone keep applying pressure
Get the bag, keep the extra
No yoga, if he get outta line, we gone stretch him
Chase the money like its running from me, just watch how I catch 'em
Get outta line, I'll send my dogs to go and fetch 'em
NoLove
(Seth)
(Aye, Santana Slammin' Shit)
I know, everybody asked me the question, they wanna know
I know he's gonna wild out, I know he's gonna do something crazy
Everybody wanted to know what I would do if I didn't win
I guess we'll never know

Written by:
Bryan James

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