Night Lovell - GOLDEN TICKET Lyrics

Yeah

I think all the trauma got the best of me, ay
What I'm doing, it don't make no sense to me
I feel like shit and the other feelings ecstasy
I'm fighting everything, I wonder how it's supposed to be
I got all these cars but no where to go
I got all this money but nobody to show
Hold up, bitch, tell me what you with me to get (hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up)
Since we both being honest, I just want me some head (I just want me some)

Mia cooking up a masterpiece (cooking up)
Cooking 'cause I know the fucking recipe (I'm cooking up)
Slang dick, ho, I ain't got no shame to say it
We fucked once, I ain't nut 'cause you can't even take it (oh, yeah)
All these hoes wanna be seen (oh, yeah)
I'm over it, go suck the team (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Some young niggas winning (yeah)
We ain't showing shit, we just keep shit hidden (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Know you niggas ever heard of bamboo linen
It's a lot of shit you niggas don't see you missing (don't see you missing)
I don't see myself ever really being finished
I ain't coming back 'til I get it off my hit list (yeah, yeah)
Every day damn day I just get more fed up
Hate it when they try tell me I should keep my head up
You niggas live in peace you would never stand a chance
You niggas boxed up and you'll never get ransomed (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Load up, cock it, blast 'em, blast 'em (blast that fuck nigga)
They scared, they run, we slide, catch 'em
All these boys bitches, so they run for cover (bitch)
The cover they gon' get is the cover when we pack 'em
I got cloudy vision, sometimes I gotta step back
I brought my family everywhere, I put them in my backpack
They asking what I did to get me there, you think that I know? (Know)
You nigga look for any blueprint that you could follow (know, know, know, know)

Switch it up, cheers (yeah)
We in Monte Carlo (wit' it)
Anything that happens when I'm gone, I'ma find out (I'm looking)
Nobody can't fool me, you mad, sue me
More money more problems, that ain't new to me
These bitches all tryna see the man in the flesh
It's me, I done built it all bare hands
It's me, I got the gold ticket, Willy Wonka
Now I'm running 'round the fucking world tryna conquer (okay)

Mi bush in-ina mi Kani and Mecca
Hair plat up mi have on mi visor
Every time me go a road, me get wiser (MC Renegade)
Trasher man dem, t-trasher man dem
We job and job and we collect di loot
Lucky this time we didn't shoot, sh-
Now fi split the money fi all a di crew
D-d-don't give a fuck, do what we have fi do

What do they even have in Monaco that I can't offer you?
What do these Moncan hoes have?