Letra de Golden Child!
What do you desire?
(Yeah, yeah) Ain’t spoke my mind in a while
(Yeah, yeah) Ain’t spoke my mind in a while
Just tell everybody I’m fine
But really I’m not doing fine
There’s a lot of shit on my plate
There’s a lot of shit on my mind
I gotta stay on my grind
Cause I ain't tryna go back to that 9-5, oh nah
Can’t even tell you how bad I really was down
But fuck that shit cause nigga we up now
All these niggas, they look up to me now
They always ask me how I got this far, I can’t even tell you myself
How all these niggas know just who we are, and I don’t even know myself
Got too many foreigns, how’d you get that car? I don’t even know myself
How the fuck you get them diamonds in your teeth?
How the fuck you trifling then you flee?
Now look at your child, he want to be me
They look at the sky when they think of me
She look at her thighs when she think of me
They think of a God when they think of me
I hope all the guys are resting in peace
They hop on the wave, I keep me a rod, if they trying to find me
Tell them I’m out of the way with the heavy waist, I feel just like Gotti (Ha)
(Yeah, yeah) Ain’t spoke my mind in a while
Just tell everybody I’m fine
But really I’m not doing fine
There’s a lot of shit on my plate
There’s a lot of shit on my mind
Gotta stay on my grind
Cause I ain't tryna go back to that 9-5, oh nah
Can’t even tell you how bad I really was down
But fuck that shit cause nigga we up now
(Yeah, yeah) Ain’t spoke my mind in a while
Just tell everybody I’m fine
But really I’m not doing fine
There’s a lot of shit on my plate
There’s a lot of shit on my mind
Gotta stay on my grind
Cause I ain't tryna go back to that 9-5, oh nah
Can’t even tell you how bad I really was down
But fuck that shit cause nigga we up now
But really I’m not doing fine
There’s a lot of shit on my plate
There’s a lot of shit on my mind
I gotta stay on my grind
Cause I ain't tryna go back to that 9-5, oh nah
Can’t even tell you how bad I really was down
But fuck that shit cause nigga we up now
All these niggas, they look up to me now
They always ask me how I got this far, I can’t even tell you myself
How all these niggas know just who we are, and I don’t even know myself
Got too many foreigns, how’d you get that car? I don’t even know myself
How the fuck you get them diamonds in your teeth?
How the fuck you trifling then you flee?
Now look at your child, he want to be me
They look at the sky when they think of me
She look at her thighs when she think of me
They think of a God when they think of me
I hope all the guys are resting in peace
They hop on the wave, I keep me a rod, if they trying to find me
Tell them I’m out of the way with the heavy waist, I feel just like Gotti (Ha)
(Yeah, yeah) Ain’t spoke my mind in a while
Just tell everybody I’m fine
But really I’m not doing fine
There’s a lot of shit on my plate
There’s a lot of shit on my mind
Gotta stay on my grind
Cause I ain't tryna go back to that 9-5, oh nah
Can’t even tell you how bad I really was down
But fuck that shit cause nigga we up now
(Yeah, yeah) Ain’t spoke my mind in a while
Just tell everybody I’m fine
But really I’m not doing fine
There’s a lot of shit on my plate
There’s a lot of shit on my mind
Gotta stay on my grind
Cause I ain't tryna go back to that 9-5, oh nah
Can’t even tell you how bad I really was down
But fuck that shit cause nigga we up now
