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Gold
Hip-Hop
Gold was released on March 22, 2026 by Various Artists as a part of the album Inside Out
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Release DateMarch 22, 2026
LabelVarious Artists
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM65

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Haze ANU Monk
Haze ANU Monk
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Carthan
Ryan Carthan
Composer

Lyrics

Ball ready
Rocks
Perfect
My **** will pull up and just murk you
'Cause I got them bands
Real **** should drink rosé like it's soda
Yeah, she got them bands
I hit it like it's murder
'Cause she flirted like a burglar
With a lab bitch
See me at the dark, I'm big brother
I pull up, Glock
Hit his service, he need special service
Got a bag be in my bag
The next day he be in the past
I got a rack all in my backpack
It's made by Bape or maybe Prim
These bitches, man, they love me, it's a dream
I pull up Draco in a V
Make his bitch a fiend
Snakes is slithery
Boss make history
Bad bitch basically
All these bitches linking me
Be dissing them, how sick of me
Hit a bitch, she linking me
She telling me she sick of me
I head to the south, met my boy Q
Played him this beat, he knew what to do
Show me the path, show me the road
To El Dorado, city of gold
Saw the visions, had the goals
Speaking words of stories untold
Monks had his back to watch it unfold
He was no longer walking alone
Rolled up some weed and got on the road
We hit a few highs, we hit a few lows
But one thing's for certain, we never fold
Nothing can stop us from reaching our goal
Won't settle for silver, hand me that gold
Ain't asking for shit, give me what's owed
Work too hard, that's some shit that's slow
Gave it my blood, shit, I gave it my soul
These verses I spit, chicken go gold
Don't care for the clout, not the money, the hoes
Just don't want my fam to move on they toes
Want them to see what this world has to show
Wonderful sights this world has bestowed
Pass me some paper, shit, pass me some dro
Throw on some tunes, get in my zone
Let me enjoy my city of gold
Just hit the pretty boy flex, what's next?
Hating ass cats think you a lion attack
Deadly alchemist send you anthrax
Have you lying in a sack
Crying on your back
Fake boys, I peep the cracks in your facade
Who you think you trying to impress?
Writing phone calls while you spitting bomb bars
I'll scissor her gizzard, your shorty, she fucking all of the stars
Even Kendrick Lamar
Sucking all of the Monks
Square with the bar to be in the charge
Keeping in a judge face
Tell me how that Tahoe taste
Made a new lane, just hit the rap game
With the flame, insane in the membrane
Bet you gonna remember the name
Modern Monks the catalyst to the change in the game
Synthesize different strains to express all our pain
Struggling but resilience, listen to our brilliance
Working towards the millions
Villains but stoned, we chill to the bone
Fucking with us, killer, go home
Call me two phones or maybe three
Only hit my DAC for the keys
Trying to make some stacks on the beat
Stack racks, hit the cheeks
Eat a snack, roll a L
Blowing clouds of that heat
Blow the loud, go to sleep
Blow the loud, go to sleep
My **** think of glory, God, and gold
You know what these **** be on
Conquistador to Ponce de León
Fantastic Four, Johnny Flamethrower is on
The Monks pilgrimage wrapped in a poem
You coming for thrones? If so, then you gotta get thrown
Batman, Bane shit, boy, your back'll get blown
Boy, you asinine if you asking mine
Stepping stone, blowing up on mines
The game cuts deep and sharp like throwing knives
Are you conditioned for more like the bodega?
How many chips do you have in store?
Journey long then took a detour
Started seeing more shells by the seashore
Spoke to my ex, Raven, said I gotta be more
We used to date back when I was varsity for b-ball
This work cause donkeys like Eeyore
Explosive like C4
I'm out to see yours and see more
Ambition takes you wherever you wanna go
To the desert sands or where the river flows
I've been touched by the dead and spoke with some ghosts
So when I die, bury me with gold
Written by: Ryan Carthan
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