Yeah only the Lord knows if I'll find my way
24 carat gold blood stains on its trail
24 karat gold aber kein geld mehr fur den tank
Schieben para flexen mit den Benz das auto is geklaut
Popo asking questions don't know what they talk about
Dripping harder than I ever did don't do it for no clout
Lord could you teach me how to find my way
How to stay holy how to split them waves
No Scarface Scars on my face PTSD in my brain engraved
Too much time spent looking at a graves
When in the states we speaking our grace
Stealing a Benz we leaving no trace
Fire ablaze it's Burning in flammes
Andere lame ihre uhren sind fakes
So wie die clicks die gang und die babes
Rede erfahrung ich denke an damals
Wir chasing die commas sie spielen 2k
Kauf did dein hype ich gebe ein scheiss
Pushe die packs den der market zu heiss
Luxembourg rappers get gasssed up on in a hype
That doesn't exist even after 2hours drives
Yeah only the Lord knows if I'll find my way
24 carat gold blood stains on its trail
24 karat gold aber kein geld mehr fur den tank
Schieben para flexen mit den Benz das auto is geklaut
Popo asking questions don't know what they talk about
Dripping harder than I ever did don't do it for no clout
Staying too high never on the no flight list
During Corona I'm staying home flightless
Hoping my Bros not getting entited
Foes keep trying they know he gon fight em
Riding that Benz it rising in milage
Setting them trends were not even trying
Popo get loco they don't like my face
Whatever I say they gon say that I'm lying
Momma I'm sorry I don't want you crying
Tears running down like the years winding down
I know that you hate it but this is my life
Addicted to bitches addicted to crime
All of the reals are dying the fakes are striving
But nobody speaking their mind
Flex in that Benz but don't own a bed
Studio gangster living a lie all of the reals
Yeah only the Lord knows if I'll find my way
24 carat gold blood stains on its trail
24 karat gold aber kein geld mehr fur den tank
Schieben para flexen mit den Benz das auto is geklaut
Popo asking questions don't know what they talk about
Dripping harder than I ever did don't do it for no clout
Yadson - 24 Carat Gold Lyrics
Yadson - 24 Carat Gold Lyrics
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Yeah only the Lord knows if I'll find my way
24 carat gold blood stains on its trail
24 karat gold aber kein geld mehr fur den tank
Schieben para flexen mit den Benz das auto is geklaut
Popo asking questions don't know what they talk about
Dripping harder than I ever did don't do it for no clout
Lord could you teach me how to find my way
How to stay holy how to split them waves
No Scarface Scars on my face PTSD in my brain engraved
Too much time spent looking at a graves
When in the states we speaking our grace
Stealing a Benz we leaving no trace
Fire ablaze it's Burning in flammes
Andere lame ihre uhren sind fakes
So wie die clicks die gang und die babes
Rede erfahrung ich denke an damals
Wir chasing die commas sie spielen 2k
Kauf did dein hype ich gebe ein scheiss
Pushe die packs den der market zu heiss
Luxembourg rappers get gasssed up on in a hype
That doesn't exist even after 2hours drives
Yeah only the Lord knows if I'll find my way
24 carat gold blood stains on its trail
24 karat gold aber kein geld mehr fur den tank
Schieben para flexen mit den Benz das auto is geklaut
Popo asking questions don't know what they talk about
Dripping harder than I ever did don't do it for no clout
Staying too high never on the no flight list
During Corona I'm staying home flightless
Hoping my Bros not getting entited
Foes keep trying they know he gon fight em
Riding that Benz it rising in milage
Setting them trends were not even trying
Popo get loco they don't like my face
Whatever I say they gon say that I'm lying
Momma I'm sorry I don't want you crying
Tears running down like the years winding down
I know that you hate it but this is my life
Addicted to bitches addicted to crime
All of the reals are dying the fakes are striving
But nobody speaking their mind
Flex in that Benz but don't own a bed
Studio gangster living a lie all of the reals
Yeah only the Lord knows if I'll find my way
24 carat gold blood stains on its trail
24 karat gold aber kein geld mehr fur den tank
Schieben para flexen mit den Benz das auto is geklaut
Popo asking questions don't know what they talk about
Dripping harder than I ever did don't do it for no clout
24 carat gold blood stains on its trail
24 karat gold aber kein geld mehr fur den tank
Schieben para flexen mit den Benz das auto is geklaut
Popo asking questions don't know what they talk about
Dripping harder than I ever did don't do it for no clout
Lord could you teach me how to find my way
How to stay holy how to split them waves
No Scarface Scars on my face PTSD in my brain engraved
Too much time spent looking at a graves
When in the states we speaking our grace
Stealing a Benz we leaving no trace
Fire ablaze it's Burning in flammes
Andere lame ihre uhren sind fakes
So wie die clicks die gang und die babes
Rede erfahrung ich denke an damals
Wir chasing die commas sie spielen 2k
Kauf did dein hype ich gebe ein scheiss
Pushe die packs den der market zu heiss
Luxembourg rappers get gasssed up on in a hype
That doesn't exist even after 2hours drives
Yeah only the Lord knows if I'll find my way
24 carat gold blood stains on its trail
24 karat gold aber kein geld mehr fur den tank
Schieben para flexen mit den Benz das auto is geklaut
Popo asking questions don't know what they talk about
Dripping harder than I ever did don't do it for no clout
Staying too high never on the no flight list
During Corona I'm staying home flightless
Hoping my Bros not getting entited
Foes keep trying they know he gon fight em
Riding that Benz it rising in milage
Setting them trends were not even trying
Popo get loco they don't like my face
Whatever I say they gon say that I'm lying
Momma I'm sorry I don't want you crying
Tears running down like the years winding down
I know that you hate it but this is my life
Addicted to bitches addicted to crime
All of the reals are dying the fakes are striving
But nobody speaking their mind
Flex in that Benz but don't own a bed
Studio gangster living a lie all of the reals
Yeah only the Lord knows if I'll find my way
24 carat gold blood stains on its trail
24 karat gold aber kein geld mehr fur den tank
Schieben para flexen mit den Benz das auto is geklaut
Popo asking questions don't know what they talk about
Dripping harder than I ever did don't do it for no clout
Writer: YANNICK Hudson
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