Golden Boy - With G lyrics

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Golden Boy - With G lyrics

I spit that sh** for you to relate to Ya ex-girl moved on and money betrayed you Many lies, you believed in The one that came true, petty thugs go beddy-bye Don't let the bugs bite, it's the worst ones Of my duns turned out to be the most loyal In the long run, cuz he still ride With the will of a lost soldier, my dogs don't rap no more Quit rappin, the unquenchable thirst Spilt blood and make wine When we fall and it feels like fallin off Strut cuz we walk with a ball and chain Chicks wanna f** any one of us My nuts hang like pink fuzzy dice in a mustang These nuts, quit squeezin And better ease up 'for I seize up what the fe-huck Dedicated to all whose who never had a plan Or whose random moves spiraled slowly to a close To a bad end, like chuckles said What better way to spend money than good food and nice threads dude Sorry I've been AWOL it's like school sleepy head noddin Reach me, right behind the eight ball stall the label Forgot eating in favor of grandiose themes And the dream's still to keep grand pianos in the hall Mega wallies cheebie suede, inebriated from clouds What is love like haddaway, still uptown Saturday night style, broken lifestyle Helmetless cyclists going down hills like We might rescue E.T. it doesn't say I sold ten thou On my CV, sometimes I gotta look around And ask bullsh** jobs do I need these? Then I kick my boss's a**, rip the tie off and fly off Virus in the mp3s, hopefully They wreck your BIOS you little pirates, poppin off I just inebriated you with your Nakamas And knocked you off like Davidoff Dedicated to all whose who never had a plan Or whose random moves spiraled slowly to a close To a bad end, like chuckles said What better way to spend money than good food and nice threads dude So let the wheels spin it's the real thing, we wear Sneakers and she wears heels, party right here This is your year, do it For those who can't afford to be there, you had bad dreams I have bad reality son Don't flatter me , anatomy of a MC Rap like I just sweet talked your girlfriend They fantasize, stealing a rhyme's like cheating On you wife, living the archetype Get you high for some studio time Just vibe, do you feel alive? Feel free to compromise let the weed And the hashish caramelize, got portable lives Wherever we ride, we ride It's like time is my mistress, drama's my b**h The rhymes is hand written like an MC's will Keep the raps nice cuz real life doesn't rhyme Days go bye, something seems right Nothing feels real if it doesn't k** for entertainment Break the seal, pull back the cellophane On a champagne blunt wrap, they forgot where the love at Can't allow that, why worry your head like a hung jury I'ma be out, interrupted your free style It's cool I forgive you, just a tribute Dedicated to all whose who never had a plan Or whose random moves spiraled slowly to a close To a bad end, like chuckles said What better way to spend money than good food and nice threads dude