"Precious Metal" lyrics

You gotta love it mane
Old school this candy paint
The sun don't shine everyday
I'm here so I can't complain
Rolling n banging skrews
Ain't much left I can do
Good Lord
Oh Good Lord
In my precious metal

Sometimes I feel the safest candy paint and bumpers scraping
Bending these corners all alone to keep my mind from racing
Outside the window tinted world, I never let it in
Glass houses barely built for rocks, but now they breaking in
Ain't nothing like that open road to help me clear the soul
Then my Lord down to take the wheel then I can't lose control
Not when they plotting round the corners, but smiling in public
In a time that's filled with so much hate, how couldn't you love it

You gotta love it mane
Old school this candy paint
The sun don't shine everyday
I'm here so I can't complain
Rolling n banging skrews
Ain't much left I can do
Good Lord
Oh Good Lord
In my precious metal

For every time you're down and out, I hope you drop the top
Wrap the wire wheels in vogues go toe to toe to beat the block
Ring the bell feel it like it's braille playa neva stale
Knock knock, knock it like a like a hammer to a nail
Shell and snail crawling under radar state
Borrowed like the baby in the crib spilling drank without the bib
Toasted for the win
No longer balling on a budget
Riding clean, shining gleam, living life, gotta love it
Mane

You gotta love it mane
Old school this candy paint
The sun don't shine everyday
I'm here so I can't complain
Rolling n banging skrews
Ain't much left I can do
Good Lord
Oh Good Lord
In my precious metal