Feeling tired, feeling colder
Just lay your head on my shoulder
Ma words are like a golden medal on a golden plate
And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade
And i need you to show me love
Feeling nothing feeling sleepless
Got golden arm go try to flex this
But not a single fuck for y'all bitches
Uhh, got a hundred on the dash, young
Played like a deck, your cards were golden,
Of impactful things one can ask for
You'll find golden things like a miner
My life seems fuller, golden, somehow enriched
I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift
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