Gold and Chrome

(I know, I know

I know, I know

East side all mine just like every time

La música de Harry Fraud)

When my son full grown

May he roll on golden chrome

In a Chevy sittin' low

(I know, I know)

Just like his pops did before the world froze

57 in the paint shop

Getting straightened out

Im sliding in a Caprice right now

84 with the ragtop

Sitting on the porch at grams house

Watching parades roll by

Whole time nobody knowing

That in about a month this whole way of life will be over

Time frozen, no more high fiving your homies

With your palms open

You gotta watch who you go home with

Watch who you smoke with

When my son is full grown

(I know, I know)

May he roll on golden chrome

In a Chevy sittin' low

(I know, I know)

Just like his pops did before the world froze

When my son full grown

(I know, I know)

May he roll on golden chrome

In a Chevy sittin' low

(I know, I know)

Like his pops did before the world froze

Gotta watch who you smoke with

Who you go home with

Being smart synonymous with germaphobic

With as hot as it just got

I lost a patna to the virus

And a month ago I seen him cruising the block

Like the murders wasn't enough

Some of this shit fuckin' with us

These crooked cops will put your dead body in cuffs

That's why I play the cut

Tucked in the crib watching UFC fights

Without the crowd noise don't feel right

When my son is full grown

(I know, I know)

May he roll on golden chrome

In a Chevy sittin' low

(I know, I know)

Like his pops did before the world closed

When my son is full grown

(I know, I know)

May he roll on golden chrome

In a Chevy sittin' low

(I know, I know)

Like his pops did before the world closed

NBA games being played in a biosphere

How the fuck did we get here

Everything weird

I'm sure change gonna take some years

But I hope its all clear before my son hit the streets

Trying to shift gears

Rolling with his peers

Smokin' you know how it is

I'm just keeping it real

'Cause if he anything like pops

He gon' take it to the top

And I'm gon' watch

When my son is full grown

(I know, I know)

May he roll on golden chrome

In a Chevy sittin' low

(I know, I know)

Like his pops did before the world closed

When my son is full grown

(I know, I know)

May he roll on golden chrome

In a Chevy sittin' low

(I know, I know)

Like his pops did

(Keep the E in it, Chevy's on switches baby

We smoking weed in it, don't post me in your pictures

We can keep a secret, we can always change)