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pop malcolm – golden ticket lyrics

verse 1:

i plan to waste no time
i don’t need a co-sign
but if you wanna give me your dime
i won’t say no
i’ll just say “fine”
i’ll take it and double it
(double it)
i’m on my hustle sh-t
(hustle sh-t)
i got a bunch of hits
i got a bunch of sh-t
i’m robbing this game with a bunch of licks
i don’t really give a f-ck if you don’t like me
you n-gg-s turn from thugs to cops like ice t
(ice t, ice t)
i can’t respect b-tch blood
me and you are from a different cut
why you got these kids f-cked up, bruh?
uppers, downers they ain’t old enough
to drive a truck
that’s funny
shift 4, they just want money
god don’t like ugly
god don’t like sunny then
god don’t like nothing then
i went from making friends
to learning to stomach them
from just being done with them
i got a bucket list

hook:

i wanna make songs that might get to these kids
i dodged a lot of bullets, they dodged a golden ticket
(ooh)
i ain’t got no lines on my ex sh-t
i just keep her blocked and stay protected
i got a vest for that whack sh-t

verse 2:

i’ma still get hit
that’s the bad bit
i’m still tryna find the interest in 21 savage
thought i had it
lost it
i’ma do this sh-t on my own
on some boss sh-t
try to keep up on real life
i’m exhausted
getting lazy, i’m contemplating
all the dreams and the things i been chasing
it’s gon be worth it, just gotta make it
ain’t no struggle that you can’t go through
it’s gon mold you
listen to the things they told you so you can know you
learn early then just grow, dude
life got no rules except the law
do what you supposed to or they’ll roast you
that’s literal, that’s the bold truth
(that’s the bold truth)

hook

verse 3:

change, some things don’t change
sometimes you make a plan and that sh-t don’t stay
you learn to swallow it with pride as you grow with age
cuz if you don’t they gon cast your -ss astray
i learned that way
it’s a witch hunt, they’ll burn that way
life is like clay
you gon mold it or you gon fold b-tch
messages i tell myself with this music
i hope you use it to do better than i do
it’s gon be a long winter
i gotta get my songs bigger
there can’t be one winner, nah

(there’s a double one in there in case you missed it)

- pop malcolm lyrics

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