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Golden Light
Hip-Hop/Rap
Golden Light was released on May 31, 2026 by 9345886 Records DK as a part of the album Golden child
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Release DateMay 31, 2026
Label9345886 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vice Gram
Vice Gram
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vice Gram
Vice Gram
Songwriter
Jaden n marshall
Jaden n marshall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Too Cold Productions
Too Cold Productions
Producer

Lyrics

(prod. by Vice Too Cold)
Vice too cold
Golden light ain't a gift
It's a spotlight on the parts I buried
Woke in a room where the walls don't echo
Sun hit different when your thoughts feel retro
Fit too dark for a safe-type metro
And my pain don't blink when the tone go techno
I don't want grace, I just need that space
Gun on lap like a therapy case
Voice too numb for a love embrace
And I still move cold in a gold-lit place
She said, "You different"
I said, "I'm tired"
Every truth I told got thrown in fire
Wrist on ten but my soul in wire
And the Glock got tone like a hush choir
Scene want peace, I reply in scars
Bass too low for the fake applause
Vice don't beg—I design those flaws
And I speak like guilt in designer cloth
Golden light, but the shine feel sharp
I don't feel healed, I just pulled apart
Bitch want love, I provide that mark
And I drip like rage in a glowing arc
Golden light, but the dark still speak
I don't want warmth if it comes with weak
Fit too clean for a hopeful streak
And I talk too slick when the edge gets bleak
I don't want hope, I want balance, bitch
Wrist too tense for a palette switch
Gun in the seat like a silent glitch
And I still see hell in a sunlit pitch
Vice too calm for a scream to work
I don't beg gods, I just reroute hurt
Mask on tight when the world convert
And the pain don't leave—it adjust my shirt
Gold in the light but the soul stay rust
Drip too loud for a trend to trust
Shorty want peace, I deliver that bust
And I talk in fire when the mic go dust
I don't write songs, I unload weight
Truth in my voice like a locked-out gate
Scene want Vice for the pain they fake
And I ride through love with a glitch in fate
Golden light, but the shine feel sharp
I don't feel healed, I just pulled apart
Bitch want love, I provide that mark
And I drip like rage in a glowing arc
Golden light, but the dark still speak
I don't want warmth if it comes with weak
Fit too clean for a hopeful streak
And I talk too slick when the edge gets bleak
Written by: Jaden n marshall, Vice Gram
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