Now i come fast like an arrow to the heart
Like a small garage in your backyard
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
The golden gun with james bond, in tripoli,
Trying to live our lives like our lives are so golden
Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one
Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one
All my life i wanted something real and she was golden
Money runs like a golden river
I pipe in and one night her
I swing at you with a golden bat
You, you, you have to pay for that
Tsa be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage
And to this day slaughterhouse, poison arrow bunch,
Garage open, this moment is golden
They down to do it all, i call 'em us open
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