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letra de golden child - king moe

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i got gucci’s on my feet right now
silver medal on my wrist
gold on my pointer finger
i say look

ay, put him to the test
he came out the golden child
nah it ain’t no sweat
nah he never gon’ throw the towel

why you upset
all he did was hold it down
what goes around comes around
now watch how that money pile

remember eighth grade dillard middle school
youngin had em build a stage for him
it was cold in his household
only momma’s love kept the place warm

it was either go to school, catch a case
or throw the chicken at case farms
now big links on his wrist
d-mn, looking like thе medal on a slaves arm

in the trеnches, just kicking it
never knew he would find an escape tour
saw his cuz sale the cali green
d-mn, it must’ve came straight out the rain forest
first time trying to sell some weed
he was green as cabbage nah he ain’t know it
cousin told him he can’t dodge the rain
but to make it happen got to brainstorm

then you execute second
now you in a lexus coupe flexing
shedding tears behind the cartier’s
but you having revenue leverage

sold a whole lot of nick bags
and ouu that residue messy
point five in a good time
only god can tell where you headed

started rapping but he still in traffic
he gon’ run up and walk him down
broke on that b-tch in a snapback
pick your feelings up off the ground

momma made a million dollar baby
yeah, he got that ultrasound
they know that boy renowned
i’m the one that they talking about

put him to the test
he came out the golden child
nah it ain’t no sweat
nah he never gon’ throw the towel
why you upset
all he did was hold it down
what goes around comes around
now watch how that money pile

i think they know it
i think they know it now
yeah, i think they know it
i think they know it now

i think they know it
i think they know it now
what goes around comes around
so here come the golden child

a hundred hundreds in his right pocket
way he balling, they overproud
how he come up in a dirty game
where even the coaches foul

where even the coach will hate
got em plotting and jocking
the motion rate dime piece feeding eggs
with the loaded steak

drive the 350 like a police chase
ain’t no snake in my blood
but she want a piece of this python
metal blingin’ off the sun rays
so i hit with the lights on
take the time to get to know yourself
that’s how you find the right one
stack that paper through the ceiling first
make the income your outcome

my only advice go get the money
you can spend your time a little richer
you can go create the life that you want
it start in your mind little n-gga

k!ll the beat, the instrument’s in memory
i’m on the grind little n-gga
i ain’t have to call duke energy
to help me shine little n-gga

put him to the test
he came out the golden child
nah it ain’t no sweat
nah he never gon’ throw the towel

why you upset
all he did was hold it down
what goes around comes around
now watch how that money pile

i think they know it
i think they know it now
yeah, i think they know it
i think they know it now

i think they know it
i think they know it now
what goes around, comes around
so here come the golden child

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