Gold & Chrome Songtext
East side all mine just like every time
(La Musica de Harry Fraud
When my son full grown
May he roll
On golden chrome
In a Chevy
Sittin' low
Just like his pops did before the world froze
(La Musica de Harry Fraud
When my son full grown
May he roll
On golden chrome
In a Chevy
Sittin' low
Just like his pops did before the world froze
57 in the paint shop
Getting straightened out
I'm sliding in a Caprice right now
84 with the ragtop
Sitting on the porch at grams house
Watching parades roll by
Whole time nobody knowing
That in about a month this whole way of life will be over
Time frozen
No more high fiving your homies
With your palms open
You gotta watch who you go home with
Watch who you smoke with
When my son is full grown
May he roll
On golden chrome
In a Chevy
Of his own
Just like his pops did before the world froze
When my son full grown
May he roll
On golden chrome
In a Chevy
Of his own
Like his pops did before the world froze
Gotta watch who you smoke with
Who you go home with
Being smart synonymous with germaphobic
With as hot as it just got
I lost a patna to the virus
And a month ago I seen him cruising the block
Like the murders wasn't enough
Some of this shit fuckin' with us
These crooked cops will put your dead body in cuffs
That's why I play the cut
Tucked in the crib watching UFC fights
Without the crowd noise don't feel right
When my son is full grown
May he roll
On golden chrome
In a Chevy
Sitting low
Just like his pops did before the world closed
When my son is full grown
May he roll
On golden chrome
In a Chevy
Of his own
Like his pops did before the world closed
NBA games being played in a biosphere
How the fuck did we get here
Everything weird
I'm sure change gonna take some years
But I hope its all clear before my son hit the streets
Trying to shift gears
Rolling with his peers
Smokin' you know how it is
I'm just keeping it real
Cause if he anything like pops
He gon' take it to the top
And I'm gon' watch
When my son is full grown
May he roll
On golden chrome
In a Chevy
Sitting low
Just like his pops did before the world closed
When my son is full grown
May he roll
On golden chrome
In a Chevy
Of his own
Like his pops did before the world closed
Getting straightened out
I'm sliding in a Caprice right now
84 with the ragtop
Sitting on the porch at grams house
Watching parades roll by
Whole time nobody knowing
That in about a month this whole way of life will be over
Time frozen
No more high fiving your homies
With your palms open
You gotta watch who you go home with
Watch who you smoke with
When my son is full grown
May he roll
On golden chrome
In a Chevy
Of his own
Just like his pops did before the world froze
When my son full grown
May he roll
On golden chrome
In a Chevy
Of his own
Like his pops did before the world froze
Gotta watch who you smoke with
Who you go home with
Being smart synonymous with germaphobic
With as hot as it just got
I lost a patna to the virus
And a month ago I seen him cruising the block
Like the murders wasn't enough
Some of this shit fuckin' with us
These crooked cops will put your dead body in cuffs
That's why I play the cut
Tucked in the crib watching UFC fights
Without the crowd noise don't feel right
When my son is full grown
May he roll
On golden chrome
In a Chevy
Sitting low
Just like his pops did before the world closed
When my son is full grown
May he roll
On golden chrome
In a Chevy
Of his own
Like his pops did before the world closed
NBA games being played in a biosphere
How the fuck did we get here
Everything weird
I'm sure change gonna take some years
But I hope its all clear before my son hit the streets
Trying to shift gears
Rolling with his peers
Smokin' you know how it is
I'm just keeping it real
Cause if he anything like pops
He gon' take it to the top
And I'm gon' watch
When my son is full grown
May he roll
On golden chrome
In a Chevy
Sitting low
Just like his pops did before the world closed
When my son is full grown
May he roll
On golden chrome
In a Chevy
Of his own
Like his pops did before the world closed
