Pot of Gold lyrics

[Intro; 48]
48 hours a day, you know what I mean?
We goin' grind again...

Aye who the f*ck is narquis?

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm from the south you can call it home
Feel like you strugglin' you not alone
I had to go chase me a pot of gold
Now I got these bands like it's Rock n' Roll
Take the ice out the freezer my diamonds cold
I'm smart with the bankroll that's honor roll
Can't tell me these b*tches ain't down to go
They won't let me in now I found the code
I made it through all these pots of gold
Decisions, decisions some constant probes
I never did chores I can not fold
I been to some places you can not go
I can't be around if I can not grow
We smart enough ya'll still acted slow

[Verse 1]
We're never heard out for Kap in gold
We heard you took a chain in platinum gold
The aim for your top like Whac-A-Mole
(Inaudible)
Couple bad b*tches on the snapchat, flow
Southside... (inaudible)
Yeah, I don't know a place I'd rather go
Twelve pullin' up, oo that was close
Nose goes but I'm the Kap that goes
(inaudible)
When I get it I'ma pull up with the Benz, yeah
Heard you