Golden

I been
Grinding
Sliding
Riding

Hardy Boys top rope
Sweet chin music
Kurt Angle ankle lock
Beats I'm abusing
Undertaker tombstone
Rock rock bottom
Punishing these beats by Tweez I'm a problem
We had a conversation about making a plan
We said You do what you can
We do what we want Viva La Bam
Vintage shit
We sit in the pit she rolling gram
Feeding the fam
We doing that shit
I been on the road, skipping tolls
With my bro's
Bank account on froze I can get no toll tag
I been in the hole with my ro's
But the gold got my name on that hoe like I'm Stanley Yelnats
You be hanging with the woes claim they bold
But they hoes coming through to drop they clothes
Told me bout yo lame ass
That's why I been going ghost
On my own not alone
I can't fuck her
She fuck with you and you was just down bad
You just gotta flow with it
Go with it
Float with it
Grow with it
Hoe nigga
You can't coach this shit
It's the cop-esthetic
Be authentic
Never rented
Nobody else gotta get it
Give a fuck if they offended
You know that we gotta win it

I been floating
But I keep that shit rolling
In motion
I'm golden
We finna win the game it's loading
Growing, glowing
The opposition gone patrol it
Stay rolling
In motion
You golden, you golden

Oh what the fuck it do
Yeah I'm With the crew
Back in the booth
I know I'm the truth
Yeah that's Word to Ruth
I Knock it out the park
I Knocked it out the booth
I Met her after dark
I pulled up like a sleuth
I'm the truth, heh
Aye if Blue skadooed I could too
I'm the picture dawg
Lit as a candle wick
I'm blaming it on the liquor or the swisher or
The bitches or something of a mixture
Flow sickening need elixir or
A big ass Derrick fisher shot
Not missing
That shit is never off
Pissed em off
They probably wishing a nigga didn't exist at all
Ion blame em dawg
Z.wilson is stacking degrees the green and exposing frauds
Imposing laws
And I propose
If you oppose then you should fucking fall
Cause I came in with the guys
You we go back like the Motorolas, Nokias
Whenever we come together
Shit be over with, Exodia
Bit ain't no folding em
No controlling em, they on the loose
On top of my shit I ain't need no boost

I been floating
But I keep that shit rolling
In motion
I'm golden
We finna win the game it's loading
Growing, glowing
The opposition gone patrol it
Stay rolling
In motion
You golden, you golden

Ship smooth
All hands on deck
Nigga quick moves
She say fuck with last x
Big jewels
Ain't no glass on my neck
Nigga no rules
Ain't got no choice but to flex
Ship smooth
All hands on deck
Nigga quick moves
She say fuck with last x
Nigga Big jewels
Ain't no glass on my neck
Nigga no rules
Ain't got no choice but to flex



Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Wilson
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