baby mel - golden child lyrics
[intro]
yeah
blood, sweat, no tears in this sh+t (known to let that mac fly just like my n+gga doe, baow)
[chorus]
i’m the golden child (yeah), they look at me like motivation (motivation)
strivin’ tryna get it (tryna get it), this sh+t business, i ain’t takin’ no vacation (no vacation)
poppin’ it so hard, we [?]
thought he had the lo’ (the lo’), i move too fast on my feet, switch locations (i’m gone)
fresh as f+ck, catchin’ a vibe with some slim sh+t (slim sh+t)
i’m puttin’ in work, soon i’ma be seein’ that mil’ ticket (that mil’ ticket)
i ain’t lettin’ up, [?] got me lit and plus i’m rich (i’m rich)
i do be trippin’ sometimes, that my fault, i piped your b+tch (i piped your b+tch)
[verse]
can’t slow down, i’m piped up, just smacked her ass, i ain’t lettin’ up (no lettin’ up)
youngins in the streets, havin’ my way, wanna be like me (ya digg)
i ain’t gotta do too much, dope boy got a pack of white tee’s (yeah)
i just signed a deal with her n+gga, somehow she ridin’ me (somehow she ridin’ me)
i ain’t got time to go back and forth with that smashin’ on ’em (smashin’ on ’em)
that lil’ b+tch think she the sh+t so we just mackin’ on ’em (talkin’ sh+t)
i’m tryna be filthy rich so i’m just stackin’ on ’em (yeah)
anybody go against this sh+t, i f+ck over opponents
hustlin’ tryna get this paper (paper), in my bag right now (right now)
grindin’ hard and i can’t stop (can’t stop), i’m tryna figure this sh+t out (figure it out)
i’m a soldier in the field (in the field), we see blood and this sh+t up (this sh+t up)
gotta stand on all the business, b+tch, give a f+ck what it’s about (yeah)
[chorus]
i’m the golden child, they look at me like motivation (motivation)
strivin’ tryna get it (tryna get it), this sh+t business, i ain’t takin’ no vacation (no vacation)
poppin’ it so hard, we [?]
thought he had the lo’ (the lo’), i move too fast on my feet, switch locations (i’m gone)
fresh as f+ck, catchin’ a vibe with some slim sh+t (slim sh+t)
i’m puttin’ in work, soon i’ma be seein’ that mil’ ticket (that mil’ ticket)
i ain’t lettin’ up, [?] got me lit and plus i’m rich (i’m rich)
i do be trippin’ sometimes, that my fault, i piped your b+tch (i piped your b+tch)
[outro]
that my fault, i piped your ho
uh, yeah
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