Golden Child
King Moe
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I got Gucci's on my feet right now Silver medal on my wrist Gold on my pointer finger I say look Ay, put him to the test He came out the golden child Nah it ain't no sweat Nah he never gon' throw the towel Why you upset All he did was hold it down What goes around comes around Now watch how that money pile Remember eighth grade Dillard Middle School Youngin had em build a stage for him It was cold in his household Only momma's love kept the place warm It was either go to school, catch a case Or throw the chicken at Case Farms Now big links on his wrist Damn, looking like the medal on a slaves arm In the trenches, just kicking it Never knew he would find an escape tour Saw his cuz sale the Cali green Damn, it must've came straight out the rain forest First time trying to sell some weed He was green as cabbage nah he ain't know it Cousin told him he can't dodge the rain But to make it happen got to brainstorm Then you execute second Now you in a Lexus coupe flexing Shedding tears behind the Cartier's But you having revenue leverage Sold a whole lot of Nick bags And ouu that residue messy Point five in a good time Only God can tell where you headed Started rapping but he still in traffic He gon' run up and walk him down Broke on that bitch in a snapback Pick your feelings up off the ground Momma made a million dollar baby Yeah, he got that ultrasound They know that boy renowned I'm the one that they talking about Put him to the test He came out the golden child Nah it ain't no sweat Nah he never gon' throw the towel Why you upset All he did was hold it down What goes around comes around Now watch how that money pile I think they know it I think they know it now Yeah, I think they know it I think they know it now I think they know it I think they know it now What goes around comes around So here come the golden child A hundred hundreds in his right pocket Way he balling, they overproud How he come up in a dirty game Where even the coaches foul Where even the coach will hate Got em plotting and jocking The motion rate dime piece feeding eggs With the loaded steak Drive the 350 like a police chase Ain't no snake in my blood But she want a piece of this python Metal blingin' off the sun rays So I hit with the lights on Take the time to get to know yourself That's how you find the right one Stack that paper through the ceiling first Make the income your outcome My only advice go get the money You can spend your time a little richer You can go create the life that you want It start in your mind little nigga Kill the beat, the instrument's in memory I'm on the grind little nigga I ain't have to call Duke Energy To help me shine little nigga Put him to the test He came out the golden child Nah it ain't no sweat Nah he never gon' throw the towel Why you upset All he did was hold it down What goes around comes around Now watch how that money pile I think they know it I think they know it now Yeah, I think they know it I think they know it now I think they know it I think they know it now What goes around, comes around So here come the golden child
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