Mori$$ Regal & Yerly - Golden lyrics

[Verse 1: Mori$$ Regal] Ayo this mind stays higher than a bird On a wire cause of the fire ignited herbals That got him blowing circles Gurgles in the stomach No cheese in the bucket Burnholes in the budget Cause he puffs about a dozen in the double Bars popping every cat's bubble Shoot your own bullet in just to save you the trouble Cause real suicide's going against I Triple multiplied Never prize lies All I see is flying eyes where pie was promised A bunch a false prophets only in this for profits Act as masters but they don't really got this sh** locked Leave them shocked when I turn the mic to a verbal Glock Watch them fools running, like "who's gunning?" Regal motherf**er, crowned the most blunted Smoking my spliff, stroking my b**h While I spit Never perform a nutlick to make a buck quick [Hook: Mori$$ Regal] What's real, what's not? Are you balling out Can you cal the shots? Maybe you're holding on to what's golden Paper, women, soul, feelings? f** it I'm just smoking and riding f** it I'm just smoking and riding f** it I'm just smoking and riding Never gave a f**, never will 'til I'm dying [Verse 2: Mori$$ Regal] All I do is puff doobs Knock boots and not loose Drop vocal j**els Every time it's hot news They told me you ain't cool If you don't cop a chain f** it man, I'd rather chain the cops And let the blocks rule Take a look as i'm walking the sky Spitting a soul solo At this point you shouldn't be wondering why My eyes so low You either lay low on the mic Or get diced like tomatoes Then watch me blow O's and take photos With your main hoe Rap casualties, involve no agency Burning all these trees Creat fog on an asian sea "Never give a f** about much" kind of tendencies Ever since I heard k**a Bees Now I'm k**ing beats I got the magic trick for cla**ics 5 nemesis for now back to juarric Let me flex a little, no equal to the sk**set Too many brought many the shine but not the real yet