Golden

I just be myself, they hate to see it I see too much death still in my city, had to leave it I just smoked a nigga with this glick, I'm rey keep it My brother turned to drugs, he too high for me to reach him Don't care what they, where we from we chose our family Told em' I'm a make a million dollars, and they laughed at me God showed me hella violence, but its what I had to see Keep this thirty on me, you won't catch a nigga tagging me I'm golden One perk thirty I'm rolling Gripping iron, that I'm pretty sure was stolen Life is short so I'm a take my chance, like hold 'em Paper on my mind, but I'm is not folding Its death I told em' Death I'll show em' Blow off a nigga head, hit the strip I'll bowl em' I don't wanna talk about the life I sold em' I don't wanna talk about the murder she wrote in You don't know what niggas done had to do You can't imagine what I've been asked to do I do shit on my own, I'm not the one to follow rules And they gone count me out, but I know my life matter to Candy colored horse, like that bitch came out the zoo They was, just trying to survive, free my brother out the zoo They say are you willing to fight for something you might lose Shoot a nigga out his drawers, blood stained fruit of the loom Gotta big AR-15 in the room With them big P's, got like 17 in the room And some big thots, got like 17 in the room And some big Glocks twin 17's with a broom You can die for less yeah, since my adolescence I done seen these niggas die, all the way to west in Mama said to finish them greens, grew up and sold green Made a song, now I'm rocking Alexander McQueen's I'm golden One perk thirty I'm rolling Gripping iron, that I'm pretty sure was stolen Life is short so I'm a take my chance, like hold 'em Paper on my mind, but I'm is not folding Its death I told em' Death I'll show em' Blow off a nigga head, hit the strip I'll bowl em' I don't wanna talk about the life I sold em' I don't wanna talk about the murder she wrote in Fuck the critics they'll never understand my life I'm a man, keep a heater cause I know my rights Kids can die for less so that's why I'm a take my time And my mama crying, said that I would change I'm trying Live a better life than what we was told we could have Too busy take flights loitering second ave Sit here lying out my ass To a girl, that I once told world was my second half I'm golden One perk thirty I'm rolling Gripping iron, that I'm pretty sure was stolen Life is short so I'm a take my chance, like hold 'em Paper on my mind, but I'm is not folding Its death I told em' Death I'll show em' Blow off a nigga head, hit the strip I'll bowl em' I don't wanna talk about the life I sold em' I don't wanna talk about the murder she wrote in