Gold Pockets - Joseph Black

I push myself over the limits loosin' sleep I keep on dozing off

Pressured by some expectations paranoid my doors is locked

I’m feeling invincible I’m living like there’s no tomorrow

Pictures with you they all get cropped

Think about it like all day long

They think I fold when shit get heavy but I won’t

I got so many blocked phone numbers in my phone

I got some people on my mind I can’t let go, no

Right now I fill my pockets up with gold

I’m feeling bad for my city

Might get up give back to my city

Wait no

Think it’s a bad decision

These bitches be bad and they pretty

But they some hoes

I put the packs of the gas in my city

I really learned that from Capone

He told me get my shoe game up

And now it’s Giuseppe my toes

Free Capone free Capone

Miss my dawg he gone

Remember the day you got locked up

Called your phone heard dial tones

I get so down on myself

End up drowning myself

When I’m tryna put smiles on

I feel the best when I’m alone

I go climb inside my zone and

I push myself over the limits loosin' sleep I keep on dozing off

Pressured by some expectations paranoid my doors is locked

I’m feeling invincible I’m living like there’s no tomorrow

Pictures with you they all get cropped

Think about it like all day long

They think I fold when shit get heavy but I won’t

I got so many blocked phone numbers in my phone

I got some people on my mind I can’t let go, no

Right now I fill my pockets up with gold