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letra de golden child - jordan ace

uh
yeah
we need all′at, that’s my motto
roi′s lookin’ like we hit the lotto (we up)
i thank god for my revival
i pray to god, i don’t got no idols
can′t nothin′ knock me
when sh-t get rocky, i’m drago
never slippin′, still grippin’
still swervin′ the potholes (i swear)
these thotties just be tryna get to cabo
ain’t gotta have it right now
could play for k or for dabo
that′s just if you knowin’ what i know
(uh-huh)
she ain’t mine, but she call me pa′ tho
(she call me papi)
servin′, burnin’ through the weight
just like taebo
my lil baby really a model (she bad)
together we got 6 business models (we do)
and thеy lit
this wave too big for ya, you′ll clip
(ain’t ready for it)
nah this ain′t no pip
but they еxpect great things from the kid
wnas win
golden child
they know i’m wild
i ain′t never had much to say
’cause i can show ya now
fasho i’m down
h-town hold it down
make sure they actually know they way around
′fore tryna show ya ′round
wna gold’n now
i got the golden sound
1st place ace in ya face and ya whole surround
i got the trophies now
they act like they know me now
everybody that lost me or lost to me
know they can′t hold me now

i can’t feel a threat when i′m readin’ text
fast lane gang, he a wreck (skrrr)
my shorty upset ′cause i cannot be obsessed
it’s wna, no upsets
they gotta team up with the ref
they gotta force it, b-tch i’m blessed
really turned a dollar to a dream
i was on dunvale servin′ lean
we all can eat, just do ya thing king
them n-ggas got too much to say
then call ′em queen
you hear a lot from n-ggas like a ear at namm
in real life i see the scam, i don’t see the bands
you deceivin′ all of these people fam
with money in hand, i do the runnin’ man
don′t do it for the gram
don’t put it on the gram
but this gotta be on cam
this some hot sh-t like country gramm′
(hot sh-t!)
where ya kodak?
i got the sk!llful touch, this a toe tap
might do whiskey
but really it’s tequila or the cognac (uh-huh)
how they living in the past like life a throwback?
i can’t go back
if you think you′re lonely now
then i′m bobby womack
(missed out on the)
golden child
they know i’m wild
i ain′t never had much to say
‘ccause i can show ya now (haaa!)
fasho i′m down
h-town hold it down (weeest!)
make sure they actually know they way around
‘fore tryna show ya ′round
(know where you at n-gga!)
wna gold’n now
i got the golden sound (i am)
1st place ace in ya face and ya whole surround
i got the trophies now
they act like they know me now
everybody that lost me or lost to me
know they can’t hold me now

- jordan ace

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