Golden Child

Jaydeey whipped it in the kitchen

Yeah, Like Eddie Murphy I'm the Golden Child
I know there's people lurking I still go outside
Cause it's for certain that I'm getting mine
No longer getting by b I changed my life
Bought two chain's like my name was Tity Boi
I rolled two planes now we getting lifted boy
I had to face the pain either that or be destroyed
I used to feel ashamed now I scream for joy
Paid producers pretty pennies for these pictures painted
I'm just doing like a doctor very good with patience
This house ain't a home I'm tryna build a haven
N I ain't saving h's I'm saving paper
Treat my weed like medicine that's the remedy
Girls be creeping on my phone like some centipede(Hmm)
Remember Supa Mega Ahhh! Bane Jealousy!
They gon' miss me when I'm gone like a memory
They sending vibe's it's the wrong energy
I just knock them out the park like it's Major League
Put myself in my own movie like I'm Tarantino(B)
If you wanna get popped you can have some beef smoked(B!)
Securing bag's while building up a legacy(Shii!)
Stuck in your fantasies when I'm living out my dreams(My dreams)
They couldn't catch me a the bottom I'm still outta reach(Outta reach)
Allota lessons I could teach I don't rap I preach(Wooh)
When n's think they slick I just de-grease
With all this cash flow the money never decrease
Dress like my grandfather pant's with a crease
Balling like it's cricket right behind the crease
I say f you, that's what I say
You got a problem I just hope you find your way
Greatness came from when I rapped on what Jaydeey had made
There's more in store that's all I gotta say



Credits
Writer(s): Dunashe Hude
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