Chords for rich the kid ft 2pac ft G-eazy - gold time (black remix)

[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ We can fuck lil mama, I can lip lock Coochie spend a hundred on some new socks
Could've bought a crib, but [Gm] I dropped tops I can love a bitch, trust no dicks
Never bring [Eb] a freak to yo spot Love your inka, Bona, I might flip flops
I don't do no relaxin', without a bag and the cash in
Vinny and my drippin' orange flashin' Boy they can't catch me when I'm passin'
How you got a chick and went broke again?
I'm a broken can, ain't you wanna cloud the lane?
Listen up, since I first got them hundreds I been pimpin'
From the BART train to a tour bus
Still the same game except I'm pullin' more sweats
More butts, more bucks, never giving [Gm] more fucks
Did it my way, I'm never takin' shortcuts
Raised in a town like [Cm] fool, who put [Gm] you up on, huh?
E-40, MAC Dreads, who I grew up on
I've been sellin' game, got you if you need a coupon
You can check my resume, see [Cm] every beat I [Gm] throw up on
Smokin' on [A] grapes, rollin' out Swishers, no papes
Back of the Ghost Coast [G] Drapes, I'm a boss [Eb] tycoon
Girls in the [Gm] crowd all swoon, super high, I'm off to the moon
And I finish with your girl, then I take [Eb] her to my room
She wants me to slay, okay, that means doom, boom
And this could be expected, knew this would happen
That soon as she texted
We can fuck, lil' mama, I can lip lock
Could [Gm] you spend a hundred on some new socks?
Could've bought a crib, bought a drop top
I can love a bitch, trust no [Eb] thot
I never bring a freak to your spot
Throw your Inca partner on my flip flop
I don't do no relaxin'
Run out the back, get the cash in
P.D. and my drippin' orange splashin'
12, they can catch me when I'm passin'
How you got a chicken wimp, broke again
Bitch, you wanna cloud and I ain't [Gm] kissin' em
Since I first got them hundreds, I been flippin' em
I was raised a little young nigga doin' bad shit
Talk much shit, cause I never had shit
I can remember bein' whooped in class
And if I didn't pass, mama whoop my [Eb] ass
Was it my fault, mama didn't plan it out?
Broke out, left me to be the man of the house
I couldn't take it, had to make a profit
Found a block, got a Glock and I clocked [Cm] bricks
[Gm] Makin' these was my mission
Movin' up with this shit to get my mama out the kitchen
And why must I sock a fella?
[Eb] Just to live large like Rockefeller
First you didn't give a fuck, but you learned it now
If you don't respect the town, they will burn you down
Goddamn, it's a [Gm] motherfuckin' riot
[A] Black people on the [Gm] rape police, so don't try it _ _ _ _ _ _ _