Autumn! - Golden Child 2 Intro! lyrics
Autumn! [Benjamin Clarence Phillips Jr.] Lafayette, Louisiana/Houston, Texas, U.S 🇺🇸
[Autumn! - Golden Child 2 Intro! lyrics]
(Nah, woah, Oh, nah, woah)
(Woah, woah, Woah, woah)
All the young niggas give me my flowers
Look at my brother right up in
His face, and told him, "The world is ours"
I used to hate when it
Rained, but now every day
It’s a money shower
(I'm still doin' this shit for, bitch)
I want the love I deserve
It’s fuck what you heard
I hang with the birds
Nasty lil' bitch, she get curved
Now she say I’m broke, this shit is absurd
I get them racks everyday, they come
On the first, the second, the third
All of my niggas fight demons
They tryna defeat them niggas with thе syrup
I don’t give a fuck who judge me
'causе every
Day I look in the mirror and say, "I love me
Goddamn lil' boy, you lucky, 'cause you
Made it out the mud, b
And now your pockets chubby"
You cross me once, this shit get dirty
Like rugby
Had to get out of my state and go make a wave
Eventually it was gon' pay off
And now every week it feels like
I got seven days off
Goddamn, who thought I’d take off?
Remember them days, I was working
I couldn't take off
And now I just get to the
Cake like it’s a bake off (Oh, woah)
I still remember the year my
Mama got laid off
Now I'm rich enough to get her bills paid off
Put blood, sweat, and tears for the fame
That was the trade off just ask my mama
I ain't never take that one day off
Bugga told me, "Be strong
You wasn’t made soft"
I'ma always love my people for
The love they gave off (Gave off)
And if you can’t shed blood
Then you get drained off (Drained off)
You thinking you made your mark
Watch you get scraped off (Scraped off)
A lil' dust on your shoulder
That’s something we shake off
I just went to check on
Rino, told that nigga
"Look how much we made off
Talking into the mic
Not taking no breaks off"
I still pray for my nigga
But you gon' be straight, dawg
(Straight, dawg)
(Woah, woah, Woah, woah)
All the young niggas give me my flowers
Look at my brother right up in
His face, and told him, "The world is ours"
I used to hate when it
Rained, but now every day
It’s a money shower
(I'm still doin' this shit for, bitch)
I want the love I deserve
It’s fuck what you heard
I hang with the birds
Nasty lil' bitch, she get curved
Now she say I’m broke, this shit is absurd
I get them racks everyday, they come
On the first, the second, the third
All of my niggas fight demons
They tryna defeat them niggas with thе syrup
I don’t give a fuck who judge me
'causе every
Day I look in the mirror and say, "I love me
Goddamn lil' boy, you lucky, 'cause you
Made it out the mud, b
And now your pockets chubby"
You cross me once, this shit get dirty
Like rugby
Had to get out of my state and go make a wave
Eventually it was gon' pay off
And now every week it feels like
I got seven days off
Goddamn, who thought I’d take off?
Remember them days, I was working
I couldn't take off
And now I just get to the
Cake like it’s a bake off (Oh, woah)
I still remember the year my
Mama got laid off
Now I'm rich enough to get her bills paid off
Put blood, sweat, and tears for the fame
That was the trade off just ask my mama
I ain't never take that one day off
Bugga told me, "Be strong
You wasn’t made soft"
I'ma always love my people for
The love they gave off (Gave off)
And if you can’t shed blood
Then you get drained off (Drained off)
You thinking you made your mark
Watch you get scraped off (Scraped off)
A lil' dust on your shoulder
That’s something we shake off
I just went to check on
Rino, told that nigga
"Look how much we made off
Talking into the mic
Not taking no breaks off"
I still pray for my nigga
But you gon' be straight, dawg
(Straight, dawg)