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
(Goooold), O my sister your goal, your goal should be (Gooold)
Respect my goal....
Verse 2 (Neak):
Huh, can’t function without that fly ish...diamonds keep us caught up in all bliss, jewelry dripping like Slick Rick The Ruler it's how it fit in your heart’s mind I diss the notion that cash rules, something I had to see, it’s what you own that’s completed legacy, sporting the latest Jordan’s is false self-esteems drivers....yet I swipe my credit card for em being honest, every purchase is a step away from being modest, you can’t tell me nothing like that dropout from college I be, the most niggerish gold grills is infinite posture of king but say I’m in need of christenings, baptized in the fire when no nigga was listening divided my soul like partitioning.....at the root I just wanted love Godly....never see it unless we Louis Vuitton buying I’m eyeing examples of what’s defining the spirit that we implying that spend a trillion defiant, trauma from the slave ships & slave quarters, an asset can buy an asset this pain potent........self-righteous for the enlightened....judgmental the climate we all lost in the iris huh...nonetheless we still fresh to death that’s how it’s goes the motto my people chose...
Chorus (Peter Jericho):
My pops once told me you're in an industry where you can gain wealth but (lose your soul), I mean you better dig way deeper within kid, (I feel rich with what i can control), O my brother your worth is yours, (Goooold), O my sister your goal, your goal should be, (Gooold) Respect my goal....
Outro (Peter Jericho):
Growing up as an African boy, I did not always have the opportunity to indulge in the things of the Western world, but everybody's gold is different, Its a case of relevance, and from my vantage point, my value is my gold, my worth is my gold, what i represent is my gold
released April 23, 2019
Produced By Neak
If your father performed alongside Funk & Soul legends like James Brown & Sam Cooke, chances are being a product of your
environment meant only one thing; following the path of musicianship set directly before him. Chicago-based Hip-Hop rapper and producer Neak draws vivid verbal portraits which find inspiration in the spirit of U.S. black culture and his own deep-seating personal experiences....more