Frames of Gold

Yuh, all of goals is framed

They tryna' push me out, but I pull, and i'm feelin' full, I walk with a cane, huh

Favorite memory; golden out the frame

Look at me swish, not what you were told, even though it's gold, my green like it's State

I know you'd rather be somewhere that's not this place

Me too, but what about change

Me too but I don't wanna change

I sat back silently, watching it all take place

Workin' up on the range, I shoot ta practice the aim

Pretty lil' diamonds, will they hit red when the set starts ta gliss