Godinho - Golden Child Lyrics

I'm the motherfucking golden child
Bold and wild
Old and wise
Beguiled by the game, exiled by the fame
I was young and dumb, living in the slums
Coke up my nostrils so I could visit brothels and I
Always let lust control my ways
Glaze on my gaze
Tryna blaze everyday
Mind in a haze, soul in a maze, all day
My days have turned to rain and the sun has turned to grey and I
Paint it black, everything I want it black nigga
Disrespect my brothers promise I will crack niggas
Click clack bring it back finna blast niggas
My squad is on the come up
What? are you mad nigga?
Once I started rapping I started writing real shit
Hear the pain in my bars, niggas feel this
King Midas everything I touch turns to gold
Trying hard everyday to break out the mold
I was sold on a life, all told by the greats, a
Stream of endless women
In the kitchen
Tasting semen
Whispered by a demon
On a mission make me listen, make a killing with this sinning yo
I looked in the mirror and I was the villian
I threw away my smiles for a very clouded vision
As I hit the floor man my crimson stained the table linen
My rhymes are so scary like a fucking ghoul has a risen
One day I'll make a living off these bars I have written, it's
Only the beginning
The dominion
Flow so wet like I'm swimming, yeah, shit I ain't even finish!
Look, let me bring it back
I'm the motherfucking golden child
Old and wise
Golden eyes
King Midas everything I touch turns to gold
My soul inside me is rotting away with some black mold
There will always be room for improvement while I'm fucking all these women in my room for improvement I'm
Brushing teeth get this taste of pussy out my mouth
Crushing feats bout to waste this bully with his doubts
Running beats finna ace this purely for some clout
Freestyling off the top of my head, with, not much else to say, yeah
Welcome to the tape, Room for Improvement!

I'm the motherfucking golden child
Bold and wild
Old and wise
Beguiled by the game, exiled by the fame
I was young and dumb, living in the slums
Coke up my nostrils so I could visit brothels and I
Always let lust control my ways
Glaze on my gaze
Tryna blaze everyday
Mind in a haze, soul in a maze, all day
My days have turned to rain and the sun has turned to grey and I
Paint it black, everything I want it black nigga
Disrespect my brothers promise I will crack niggas
Click clack bring it back finna blast niggas
My squad is on the come up
What? are you mad nigga?
Once I started rapping I started writing real shit
Hear the pain in my bars, niggas feel this
King Midas everything I touch turns to gold
Trying hard everyday to break out the mold
I was sold on a life, all told by the greats, a
Stream of endless women
In the kitchen
Tasting semen
Whispered by a demon
On a mission make me listen, make a killing with this sinning yo
I looked in the mirror and I was the villian
I threw away my smiles for a very clouded vision
As I hit the floor man my crimson stained the table linen
My rhymes are so scary like a fucking ghoul has a risen
One day I'll make a living off these bars I have written, it's
Only the beginning
The dominion
Flow so wet like I'm swimming, yeah, shit I ain't even finish!
Look, let me bring it back
I'm the motherfucking golden child
Old and wise
Golden eyes
King Midas everything I touch turns to gold
My soul inside me is rotting away with some black mold
There will always be room for improvement while I'm fucking all these women in my room for improvement I'm
Brushing teeth get this taste of pussy out my mouth
Crushing feats bout to waste this bully with his doubts
Running beats finna ace this purely for some clout
Freestyling off the top of my head, with, not much else to say, yeah
Welcome to the tape, Room for Improvement!