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Lirik

Fuck home, fuck sleep, come clean, zoned
Can't forget that I'm golden, can't forget where I'm going
Fuck popo, police, enemies, fake homies
Can't forget that I'm a OG, better act like you know it
Blunt smoke, smoke weed, codeine, cough
Tell that bitch that I'm awesome, better back the fuck up off me
Coco, Céline, Tiffany, she flossing
Ain't concerned with who bought these, can't forget that she bossy
Fuck home, fuck sleep, come clean, zonin'
Can't forget that I'm golden, can't forget where I'm going
Fuck popo, police, enemies, fake homies
Can't forget that I'm a OG, better act like you know it
Blunt smoke, smoke weed, codeine, cough
Tell that bitch that I'm awesome, better back the fuck up off me
Coco, Céline, Tiffany, she flossing
Ain't concerned with who bought these, can't forget that she bossy
When y'all was buying surfboards trying to ride the wave
I was cooking up another fucking tidal wave
Had to get entitled motherfuckers out the way
Had to take another title, sorry for the wait
Barely ever took a break on, fashion like my time need
More hours in a day, I apologize if I'm late
Tap the vein, whoa, barely look like I'm awake
Darker shades, bluer veins, bluer money in the bank
Fuck home, fuck sleep, come clean, zonin'
Can't forget that I'm golden, can't forget where I'm going
Fuck popo, police, enemies, fake homies
Can't forget that I'm a OG, better act like you know it
I remember I was poor and when I was young and living homeless
Now I rock the Ricky Owens, eyes lookin' like he rollin'
Got new bags under my eyelids, new bags up in my closets
New bags like I went shoppin', new bags on new bags
Mind's better at seeing two now, needing up on my downtime
Hit the waves with the new sound, house tunes, but it's screwed down
That's dope (Sauce)
Take a sec to thank the Lord, 'nother one to call my folks
Hit my momma on the phone, she like, "Son, you the boss"
Focus, don't get caught up in the moment
Can't forget that I'm golden, don't forget that I'm chosen
Fuck home, fuck sleep, come clean, zonin'
Can't forget that I'm golden, can't forget where I'm going
Written by: Albert Johnson, Gary Lucas, Hector Delgado, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Michael Burman, Michael Tyler, Rakim Mayers, Tahliah Barnett
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