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myazwe - golden hour lyrics

[verse 1]
we the flyest n+ggas that ya seen since jodeci
ridin thinkin to myself it’s crazy how much dough we see
praying to the lord that the dough dont take control of me
touching so much of it, it’s raising up my dopamine
oh what a feelin, riding through the city with the stars up in my ceiling
i’m feelin like a million but i’m so d+mn far from chillin
sonning all these n+ggas my life is like all my children
these haters steady watching, tryna understand my brilliance
i swear since the top of this year
i done levelled up ten times and now that i’m here
i’ma give em h+ll likе they sitting up in the chair
i’m so high up they askin how thе air is up there
the room smell like maple syrup cause the numbers i clear
pyrex flow, i’m coming at ya neck hoe
fresh j’s on cause you know i’m bout a check though
this that big money talk call it clearing a cheque flow

[verse 2]
know this is my golden hour, make way for the golden child
white girls going wild for the kid cause they know i got the coldest style smoking weed and you know it’s sour
all the whips pull up clean so you know they ours
i gotta get it now, not later, i don’t play when it’s bout paper
gotta give a big thank ya to all my n+ggas who done came through when i needed favours
got weed in all flavours, canadian mint, and sh+t thats straight from the town of the lakers
been the man since folks trapped off payphones and pagers
i was just a boy back then but did it major
way before i knew what cocaine was
my life it done changed up, i swear this is not made up
i’ll show you how to get made bruh
go and fix ya face bruh, clown ass n+gga with ya make up
thinkin bout the church i used to pray at on the weekend
now i spend those moments of my life up in the deep end
hoes steady creepin, money stacks increasing
workin in the same j’s for three days, they been creasing
me and mama fighting cause i ain’t home any evening
i’m just busy workin really tryna find my freedom
yeah, this my emanc+p+tion season
i feel like pat homes with the way that i been chiefin
blowin money fast cause i got it, no real reason
the saviour in my city, i’m the one that they believe in
only into cash dawg, i ain’t into beefing
n+ggas out here tweakin, mad at how i’m speaking
they thought that i’d quit by now but this boy got mad resilience
how you think i made it this far, how i travelled all this distance
know it took h+lla time, it ain’t happen in an instant
now the flow is hot as ever i’m leaving an imprint
know that i done worked hard but i’m also h+lla gifted
flexin on these n+ggas without no weights being lifted
i done switched gears lately, i done really shifted
i got money on my mind even when i’m drinkin
sittin at the party tryna figure out my next move
i gotta do whatever so i can outdo the next dude
you up now but i’ma be up for the next two
decades, i’m the sensei, came up from a student, now i’m out here giving essays
n+ggas say they poppin, well that’s not what ya bread say
smokin weed, kicking sh+t boy i feel like pele
greatest of my generation, just give me a decade

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