Pot of Gold Lyrics

Everybody I know hustle for that common goal

That money and power comes with a lot of foes

Jealousy and envy enemies behold

While on this lonely cold road to that pot of gold

Everybody I know rapping for that common goal

That money and power comes with a lot of hoes

The money comes fast than quick then quick it goes

While on this lonely cold road to that pot of gold

Oh so you feeling like a leprechaun?

A four leaf clover soldier

Up against Deceptacons

They got they goggles and they vest's on

It's fire water in our bottles when they weapons drawn

They say we living in our last days

But I'm just chilling fam trying to make a million man and post pics on Instagram

Superman like Cam Newton

I'm in the lamb shooting

Back at the pigs for what they did

Now the town's looting

Hold up True Religions all on my jeans everything ain't what it seems when you chasing Your dreams

You gotta know what that means when they sell you a scheme

Stick to the scene it ain't no faking when you making that green

Homie I got this

Can't nobody stop this (Foreal)

I got a thousand cuts

Shout out to Locksmith

Dropping nothing but hot shit

That toxic detox shit

So cop it and put it in ya cockpit

Fly out and rocket

Everybody I know hustle for that common goal

That money and power comes with a lot of foes

Jealousy and envy enemies behold

While on this lonely cold road to that pot of gold

Everybody I know rapping for that common goal

That money and power comes with a lot of hoes

The money comes fast than quick then quick it goes

While on this lonely cold road to that pot of gold

You know they don't really care about us

They really scared when we unite and get aware about us

Ayo the system is a joke and yo city's corrupt

And fuck the Mayor he care just like to sit and duck

They say we live in like the old days when we were slaves

Shoot us while we're down then spit on our graves

That's why we loot through the town now trying to get paid

Sending troops to my city with them guns and grenades

We in a state of emergency

A cop just tried to murder me

I had my hands up he kept shooting in the third degree

It's time to stand up

Expand bra invest your currency

They locked my man's up when he was 15 now he 33

History repeats itself of years of brutality

It ain't a mystery the shit we see is actual reality

It's secret to the game how you can maintain a salary

It can drive you insane like Mickey and Mallory

Everybody I know hustle for that common goal

That money and power comes with a lot of foes

Jealousy and envy enemies behold

While on this lonely cold road to that pot of gold

Everybody I know rapping for that common goal

That money and power comes with a lot of hoes

The money comes fast than quick then quick it goes

While on this lonely cold road to that pot of gold