Gudda - Dat Gold Ain't Make Me Rich (feat. Perpose) Lyrics

(Aye) I fell low to the bottom of the ditch (too low)
Lost souls in the bottom of the ditch (hey bra)
Found gold in the bottom of the ditch(show nuff)
But that gold ain't make me rich (Iyee)
No, that gold ain't make me rich (me rich)
That gold ain't make me rich (me rich)
That gold ain't make me rich (Aye naw)
Sholl ain't make me rich (ha ha ha haaa)
I fell low to the bottom of the ditch (Straight-up)
Lost souls in the bottom of the ditch (say bra)
Found gold in the bottom of the ditch (Aye)
But that gold ain't make me rich (Me rich)
No, that gold ain't make me rich (me rich)
That gold ain't make me rich (Okay)
That gold ain't make me rich (Hey)
Sholl ain't make me rich (woop)

Certified Gangster, son of Jehovah been ordained to spit flames like a 40 round toaster
Saluting to the solider all the gangsters on the corner
Probably water whipping yola momma kitchen got a odor
I'on even know ya but I ain't here to judge
Just a walking testimony manifested through the blood
Do it for the hood so they label me a thug first I plant a couple seeds
Then I water that with love
Got it from above so they hear me when I call Same God
That I serve one transformed Paul
I ain't seen it all, but I done seen enough
Long nights, cold steel, crushed pills in the blunt
Use to hit'em with the pump, now I spit the truth It's a battle on the rise
I'm just looking for recruits
My father is living proof that it's blood in the fruit
Watched him heal sickle-cell like a simple achoo
Now he at you, by the way bless ya here's a couple tissues but it's only one protector
Leader and director, you better get your mind right
You rather have a bullet in your head or your headlights
That's a safe night, that chopper make you safe right?
That hundred round drum can't protect you from a snake bite
He don't play right, deadly in the mind giving orders to the brain that's connected to the spine
Look into my eyes, find the will to survive
And you'll probably find Daniel in the den with the lions
Running out of time, see the blood in the moon after death
Ate fish Thomas reaching through his wound
Fresh out the tomb, flesh wide open prophecy manifested not a single bone broken
Words well spoken, boy you better build If it's blood in your story
Then it's glory in ya tears that's real

(Aye) I fell low to the bottom of the ditch (too low)
Lost souls in the bottom of the ditch (hey bra)
Found gold in the bottom of the ditch(show nuff)
But that gold ain't make me rich (Iyee)
No, that gold ain't make me rich (me rich)
That gold ain't make me rich (me rich)
That gold ain't make me rich (Aye naw)
Sholl ain't make me rich (ha ha ha haaa)
I fell low to the bottom of the ditch (Straight-up)
Lost souls in the bottom of the ditch (say bra)
Found gold in the bottom of the ditch (Aye)
But that gold ain't make me rich (Me rich)
No, that gold ain't make me rich (me rich)
That gold ain't make me rich (Okay)
That gold ain't make me rich (Hey)
Sholl ain't make me rich (woop)

I say a missile hint a mental wave of hate on
Said a mini missile hit us now we way gone
Credentials get up in the middle of that grey zone
To weigh the weight, black or white what you waiting on
Confidential killers building pillars to the church home
Sentimental issue's what they given us to beef on
Vision in da churches so no searching for the street
So division killed the vision no dominion so the street gone
Glock 40 fortified four ,five jits segmented in the city where that henny got'em lit
I'd admit it's a pit, got a Christian that'll fit
Get me deep inside that ditch, get his feet up out that trench
Wick fie lit I don't need a bomb If the Lord set the record, put the needle on
If he purchased all my people, I don't need a loan
Because they stand in need of prayer that's what I'm kneeling on me alone!
War like in Vietnam, Peep me in the armor, got to keep it on
Deep beyond the boarders are the kill zone
Sheep becomes the slaughtered 'for the deal gone sleep on eh
Know for the songs that'll pitch stones yeah, at the throne that he sit on eh-eh
Clone them along with the sick jawns, his bones lone for the dome three 6 on yeah

(Aye) I fell low to the bottom of the ditch (too low)
Lost souls in the bottom of the ditch (hey bra)
Found gold in the bottom of the ditch(show nuff)
But that gold ain't make me rich (Iyee)
No, that gold ain't make me rich (me rich)
That gold ain't make me rich (me rich)
That gold ain't make me rich (Aye naw)
Sholl ain't make me rich (ha ha ha)
Can you hold-on let me flex (me flex)
Hold-on let me flex (me flex)
Hold-on let me flex (me flex)
Hold-on let me flex (me flex)
Nigga hold-on let me flex (me flex (err)
Hold-on let me flex (me flex(err)
Hold-on let me flex (me flex)
Hold-on let me flec (me flex)

Hold-on let me flex
Nigga hold-on let me flex