The Golden Child

So much pain down in my heart I can't keep it inside
Big blunt roller get you fold up keep my head in the clouds
They want me to lose but I'm too turnt I'm rocking Balmain now
Just keep it true and we won't lose cuz I'm the golden child
So much pain down in my heart I can't keep it inside
Big blunt roller get you fold up keep my head in the clouds
They want me to lose I'm too turnt I'm rocking Balmain now
Just keep it true and we won't lose cuz I'm the golden child

He talk too tough to be killing
He moving reckless for an image
They hate you cuz you that nigga
Glo fuck em keep on spinning
Diamond cross cuz I be sinning
All these trophies I feel like I'm winning
100k on Apple they be listening
I don't give a fuck about no enemy
Hot shells for whoever get with me
(Mm mm)
Way back i couldn't imagine I'll turn out blessed
(Mm hm)
Dead presidents and choppers all on my dresser
(Turn up)
He kept on talking now your partner on a stretcher
(Boss up)
My music raw it give you chills I know it's pressure
You ain't touch a rack my nigga
Who turnt you up lil nigga
You wasn't outside with no dealers
You wasn't splitting money with no killers
When the racks ran real low I was outside I'm a turn gremlin
Niggas keep posting lo's I'm outside I'm a go get em

So much pain down in my heart I can't keep it inside
Big blunt roller get you fold up keep my head in the clouds
They want me to lose but I'm too turnt I'm rocking Balmain now
Just keep it true and we won't lose cuz I'm the golden child
So much pain down in my heart I can't keep it inside
Big blunt roller get you fold up keep my head in the clouds
They want me to lose I'm too turnt I'm rocking Balmain now
Just keep it true and we won't lose cuz I'm the golden child

I'm the Golden child
Yea these niggas know this now
Please do not make no diss now
Or you gon see full clips out
Damn
Shoot it out
Damn



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Writer(s): Justin Richards
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