Gucci and Gold Pt 2 (feat. Curren$y)

Pre Hook:

375 miles to LA, the next play might could put us on

And she gon cry everyday I’m gone

But it’s money on the road to keep her fine ass in Gucci and gold

Markas Verse:

What you **** thought?

You know the type of time we on, bring out yo biggest watch

It took a minute to get foolproof, only took a second to get used

Doors open, birds pop out. Life if cuckoo

My hood bitch is useful

We connect, cuz when the lights flash, she holding it down.

She think she bluetooth

So I put her onto yamzaki flights

If she ever get a ring, it’ll be tamagotchi sized

I got love in my heart, money on my head

Old bitch sick, she probably want me dead

If karma still a hoe, I’ll live a hundred years instead

I’m hearing voices in my mind sayin “buddy get a check”

Hook:

375 miles to LA, the next play might could put us on

And she gon cry everyday I’m gone

But it’s money on the road to keep her fine ass in Gucci and gold

And she gon cry, and she gon cry

And she gon cry everyday I’m gone

But it’s money on the road to keep her fine ass in Gucci and gold

Curren$y Verse:

I got love in my heart, weed in my car

It’s lit, pinched in my palm

Sliding to the airport ahead of a tropical storm

I told her leave her luggage at home, but dress warm

We’ll pick up new gear when we get where we goin

Andretti already knowin. Sure as the river flowing

I hustle like I’m hungry, like my ribs showing

Hustle like I got nowhere to fuckin live homie

I love here cuz she out there takin risks for me

But I can’t trust her, no matter how much good showing

Cuz in the end, they all phony

All about dollar signs but so am I

Guess that’s why we kick it most the time

Until she go to Cryin

Hook:

375 miles to LA, the next play might could put us on

And she gon cry everyday I’m gone

But it’s money on the road to keep her fine ass in Gucci and gold

And she gon cry, and she gon cry

And she gon cry everyday I’m gone

But it’s money on the road to keep her fine ass in Gucci and gold