Gold Cutlery Ché Noir (Ft. Rome Streetz)

[Intro]
Yeah
Uh, woo

[Verse 1: Che Noir]
I put the hands of time on my keyboard
Mental piano, I'm playing a C chord
I feel like a resource for niggas, I feel like I'm reborn
Because the pain of moving quick but cautious
Couldn't walk a mile in my shoes, my step, you'll get exhausted
The tears I cried was big enough to swim a dolphin
I did it all for results of niggas who love me wrong
I ate fruit from the money tree right in front of God
Life is like the mother and, death is the Uncle Tom
I cut ties with backstabbers, they gave me scissors
Been through thick and thin, it's funny how greed can make you thinner
Lived in sin, raised with killers, nigga
I can't forget what I seen 'cause every time that I blink, my brain would take a picture
I hate the flash, I try to hide where I can
No self esteem, I couldn't see my worth outside of a man
I was making loose decisions that I knew was senseless
He blindly swept me off my feet and made me superstitious (Yo)

[Chorus: Rome Streetz, Che Noir]
Just make sure that every choice that you make wise
Before I chop the head, I look straight in the snake eyes
Rather leave you for dead than coincide with your fake vibes
Living fast, mommy told me take time (Time, nigga)
And make sure that every choice that you make wise
Before I chop the head, I look straight in the snake eyes
Rather leave you for dead than coincide with your fake vibes
Living fast, mommy told me take time (Yeah, yuh)