| Antique gold on my neck, down
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| Antique gold on my chick, down
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| I keep my gold tucked, no flex
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| Might put antique gold on my friends
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| All black and a ball cap, got Adidas on
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| Little nigga grew up, fall back, I don’t see you, homie, chill
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| I’ve been on my chill shit
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| L’Orange hit me up, told me «broadie, kill shit»
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| So I guess I’m something like a mercenary
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| Think about it, man, it’s kind of scary
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| So much, I love ugly, man, I’m feeling great
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| I take my girl out to the lake, but she driving
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| And I’m rubbing on her thighs, smoking dank, but fuck it
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| I wanna own an island out this shit, I’m too antique
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| I’m way too antique, way too antique
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| I guess I’m too antique, antique
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| I’m way too antique, way too antique
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| I guess I"m too antique, antique
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| Chill
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| (Antique)
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| Antique gold on my chest (down)
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| Antique gold up in my mind (down)
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| I keep the gold tucked, no flex
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| Maybe 'cause antique gold is by design
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| Brother, I was told that if I rocked gold
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| It would date me back to the first black man sold
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| Now picture me rocking at a slave auction
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| I can’t speak, I’m the new antique
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| My face and my hands needed Mozambique
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| All these perks of America are so damn sweet
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| If you believe in fairytales then you fit in to the fold
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| In the mold of that old antique gold
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| Enrolled in the death mill, life gets real
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| A lot of people out here upset still
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| But what the fuck are you going to do when they offer you
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| A whole hand full of dreams and it’s picking up steam?
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| Tricks up our sleeves and gold as you can see
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| Call your auntie and tell her we antique
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| I’m way too antique, way too antique
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| I guess I’m too antique, antique
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| I’m way too antique, way too antique
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| I guess I"m too antique, antique |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Antique Gold , by - Chester Watson. Song from the album The Life & Death of Scenery, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп