When y'all was buying surfboards Trying to ride the wave I was cooking up another fucking tidal wave (brr) Had to get entitled motherfuckers out the way Had to take another title Sorry for the wait (oop Barely ever took a break on Fashion like my time need (...) More hours in a day I apologize if I'm late Tap the vein Whoa, barely look like I'm awake Darker shades, bluer veins Bluer money in the bankroll
Fuck home, fuck sleep Come clean, zonin' Can't forget that I'm golden Can't forget where I'm going Fuck popo, police, enemies, fake homies Can't forget that I'm a Og Better act like you know it
I remember I was poor and When I was young and living homeless Now I rock the Ricky Owens Eyes lookin' like he rollin' Got new bags under my eyelids New bags up in my closets New bags like I went shoppin' New bags on new bags Mind's better at seeing two now Needing up on my downtime Hit the waves with the new sound House tunes but its screwed down That's dope Take a sec to thank the Lord Nother one to call my folks Hit my momma on the phone she like "son, you the boy (ah) Focus, don't get caught up in the moment (ah) Can't forget that I'm golden don't forget that I'm chosen (ah)
Fuck home, fuck sleep Come clean, zonin' Can't forget that I'm golden Can't forget where I'm going Fuck popo, police, enemies, fake homies Can't forget that I'm a Og Better act like you know it
They called me a bitch Burned me like saffron My matter is golden, a child of the odyssey My touch is righteous like virus My Midas I'm golden He told me when I'm present I'm chosen So hold me tight, I swear, I'm golden
Fuck home, fuck sleep Come clean, zonin' (glodin) Can't forget that I'm golden Can't forget where I'm going Fuck popo, police, enemies, fake homies (ahh) Can't forget that I'm a Og Better act like you know it