Golden Kid

Man I been grinding in the studio I feel like the Golden Kid man (you know) I'm the Golden Kid I just been giving you some anticipation On this motherfucking album (here we go, here we go) Yeah, yall thought I was sleep naw I ain't done nigga, I don't even sleep nigga But yo, check me out (check me out right here) This shit right here They call me the Golden kid (its the Golden Kid baby) I'm always talking my shit (freeze my wrist) This the golden sound (Its the golden sound baby) After that shit, I'm still a golden kid New Patek, new fit always froze my wrist Let me talk my shit Let me make sure that they notice this Hit em with a golden flow, a golden sound that they can't resist Bass bumping, we swerving drop top that's my whip Picked her up and dropped her off, guess you call it round trip The detour, is this part of the script On the way to her lip, I mean on the way to rich On the way to rich, I'm on the road to riches Shout out to all my day one fans through this expedition They keep me going, they really spark my ambition No competition, when I'm running through this mission Define my style, I'm patiently waiting for your definition Give credit where its due, I need my recognition Lets all have a petition, I'm feeling like the best musician Produce my own shit, feeling like a technician Hours in the studio, no need for intermission You lost in my word play, then in light your intuition Is it cause a nigga handsome, and neat Damn she like my disposition I got the game on lock, goddamn I got the rap game in a submission Point me to the next division Cause on the beat I'm a magician Cause in about four seconds into the chorus we transition After that shit, I'm still a golden kid New Patek, new fit always froze my wrist Let me talk my shit Let me make sure that they notice this Hit em with a golden flow, a golden sound that they can't resist Bass bumping, we swerving drop top that's my whip Picked her up and dropped her off, guess you call it round trip The detour, is this part of the script On the way to her lip, I mean on the way to rich I spy the finish line to rich Flow so cold Its like I pulled it out the fridge Your so mind blown, hit you with a plot twist Electrifying bars damn I hit you with a glitch Pocket full of money am I money making mitch If it doesn't fit, then I guess you must acquit Famous words of O.J They hate to see us win, my people need their reparation's Let the games begin Follow the leader, well I'm the leader Goddamn am I preacher You need a life coach, well I'm the teacher Finna spark the minds, promise I'll help you shine Just follow my demeanor, you'll feel like Derek Jeter Self proclaim the greatest Damn why can't you just face it Super talented I'm blessed I embrace it We cant debate this Cause in about four seconds Golden kid's gonna be on your playlist After that shit, I'm still a golden kid New Patek, new fit always froze my wrist Let me talk my shit Let me make sure that they notice this Hit em with a golden flow, a golden sound that they can't resist Bass bumping, we swerving drop top that's my whip Picked her up and dropped her off, guess you call it round trip The detour, is this part of the script On the way to her lip, I mean on the way to rich I'm still a golden kid baby I'm still gone freeze my wrist baby Ima talk my shit baby It's the golden sound baby (its the golden sound baby) I'll put you in a coupe baby Round trip to the stars baby We rich ima take you up in mars baby On the way to rich