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The Do Searching Gold

Searching gold in the midnight cold We travelled arm in arm at the same pace Keeping each other warm in the rising storm Searching gold Where's the gold

Searching gold in the midnight cold We travelled arm in arm at the same pace Keeping each other warm in the rising storm Searching gold Where's the gold

Why I keep calling you [Kanye West] Christian Dior denim flow I told her I'm tryna eat out so what we going for dinner for [Pusha T] Miami nights on the search

sunshine Give me some blue skies Runnin' 'round in circles Lost my focus, lost sight of my goals I do this for the love of music Not for the glitter and gold

just do ya thang, thang Maintain who we are as the game change Everybody wanna star in the same game I ain't travel this far to do the same thang It'

Do you know what you're looking for? Streets of gold, fame and fortune? You didn't fancy working in a factory But your mum and dad didn't agree You slept

to be a child again So many things to do Playground noise and colored toys And everything brand new I'd like to be a pirate ship In search of hidden gold

, either you do or you die You got to be aware, you got to have the jungle eye Take it from a brother who knows my friend The animals, the cannibals will do

that burly Come to my crib and maybe yet you can come to the hideout And let a nigga fuck it inside (I gotta) Come in my shorts Dog with gold fangs in the strip Searching