".Golden Mind"
• Written by Anonymous
"on the black leather sofa,
Smokin up on the best dank lookin like a real stoner,
Pickin no bitch up from the street corners,
Golden's style be hot like a Range Over.
lookin to shiny that be Golden,
At the parties sippin up and smokin,
Everyday be the weekend so we tokin,
If your women gone yanno Golden stole dem,
To go do some lines with everyone like we coke heads,
Party up and live life with no more stress.
Thats how it should be everyday with a Golden mind,
No come down rising up fly high to the sky,
Make sure you know how to fly, before you do,
And its giving me good positive vibes, too
It be the real truth and not a lie,
Niggas like they cant handle our smoke and they tryin not to cry.
Blessed and i got the Golden soul sometimes i feel like i should be cursed cuz ive done worse,
Done so much bad shit that i dont remember the first,
Sometimes when i think about it i feel like my mind gonno burst,
but then again people are in situations that are worse,
think i just need some company from a stripper nurse,
peach body oil is what they bring in their fancy lookin purse.
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