GoldVerse 1 (Neak):
My identity’s tailored just how I’m clothed....don’t know how to feel when I ain’t fresh.....Dapper Dan we channeling call it goals.....insecurities manifest in the flesh, hella furs baguettes, momma was full of debts, she looked fly partying posing blasting cassettes, I felt how you feel about self was in the linen...thinking back now my spirit was dead...Lennon ...materialism God these items can’t take it with us.....key to life is what we tryna cover up in us, validation is poison let’s call it Eve, fruit is Eric Gardner no Gold we can’t breathe.... we think of wealth we think of bands rubber, round the money perspective is seen no Wonder...can’t knock it that feeling like when we pose, fresh to death it’s the motto my people chose...
Chorus (Peter Jericho):
A wise woman once told me what good is it to gain the whole world but (Lose your soul), I mean you better find more value within shorty
(I feel rich with what i can control), O my brother your worth is yours